| Dec. 1st, 2006 @ 08:27 pm (no subject) |
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I am not afraid to die. Some of you may find me brave for stating this fact, but I am being honest. Death itself does not frighten me. There is one part that does frighten me though.
The idea that I will not have lived when I die scares me the most. It scares me more than being alone, unloved, unwanted, or any of those things. Now, I do expect to die anytime soon, but I could be in a fatal car accident tomorrow.
If this were to happen I will not be frightened by whatever lies ahead. Instead, I will wonder at what could have been. No one really knows how long their life will last. Some people take everything for granted. The world is yours for the taking if you want it. I am not going to recite you bumper sticker philosophies, or tell you that you are special and unique. Maybe you’re boring, a bitch, slow, or anything else. The point isn’t what you are. Although, hopefully some of the lesser personality traits can be mended. The point is that if you truly want something then it can be yours. If you are serious about obtaining this hope, dream then you will have to work for it. The people who have their wishes fulfilled for them are missing out on a key element of life.
People may tell you that it can’t be done. They may tell you that your dream is far beyond your reach. Don’t believe a word they say. You are the only one who knows what you can and can’t do. And, if you never meet your highest goal it’s not the end of the world. It’s not even about trying your best or being a good sport. Its about having a dream.
So you see my friends, I haven’t quite figured out which ones of my dreams I want to follow. I am afraid that the day will come when it will be too late. I do not fear death, or even life itself. I fear the absence of life.
**Kate |
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