IAmSoNotAStoic's blog: "for holly"

The fall  

Life is  a bottomless pit, you feel yourself falling getting  lower, slower, older, duller. atrophy and entropy closing in engulfing your  Very soul that once  was so vibrant and clear . Surpassing Fallen angels and the  decrepit  rising dead, u wonder can my life  get lower the this, you continue your  plunge. Life is pain they tell you,  only in being numb do we find our end.  You  crave this  pain, for to hurt is to feel, to feel is to live, to live is to love, so through this pain we continue to fall,
 Welcome my complacent friend to the human  endeavor, for the truth is we search out pain, ,the sickness, as it is sometime called,it is as a real and beautiful as the blood coursing through are veins. And  as the warmth and glow you are born into this world begin to fade, as u become colder, bolder, greener, meaner, u feel yourself getting closer to the numbness, the, beautiful quiet serenity that is death.
 A newborn baby cries, we give it love,  when that same  man dies, we cry for him, well not really for him, for us, as almost to laugh in deaths face. For the fallen don't cry, For in their celestial slumber, the pain is gone , OUR  bladed bloody tears are a Selfish act,  to take a stab at death,  to say "FUCK you im still here" death simply responds with a grim grin  as to respond"everyone meet their maker, Ill be seeing you soon"

So with that we continue our heavenly fall into the ground headed torward the sky. then if  but for just one moment our over-indulgent under-diluted sense of self which is so often  occupied by delusions  of grandeur, takes but a brief moment to contemplate these simple yet, oft overlooked  facts, who was I, Who am I, what have I done, was i moral, was i just, did I  love, was i loved, did I Live, and finally why is my body not leaving this tomb?, then in that final glorious  moment you get your face to face with the reaper and he   answer you u with that same grim grin  , as if to  say "it is too late, now you are already dead"