Be in love with your life. Every minute of it.
— Jack Kerouac
I love life even the rough parts. If anything, it is at the times when things are roughest that I tend to appreciate my life the most. As far as we know and can know its the only game in town. We can change it. We can evolve it yet still we will have rough times. People won’t do what we want them to do. We may not have money. We may be starving and yet we’re alive to experience it all. Either things will get better or they will stay rough yet at this moment, no matter how badly we may be suffering, the fact that we are able to suffer to me is a cause for celebration. If we are a reflection of an eternal being and each life is merely a schoolroom or drama that we put on to experience than we have nothing to fear from death and every hardship is somewhat irrelevant. If this is the only life we have and this is the only expression of my being that will ever exist than I may as well live it to the fullest with the highest highs and lowest lows possible. Either way I’m here and this is what is happening now. This moment will never come again. For well or not, we might as well celebrate it.
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Arachne at the Centre by G A Rosenberg
Scarlet Rays by G A Rosenberg