Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Nothing Left

There is very little remaining, both in my mental and physical state. Almost everything has been given away, sold, or pawned as I prepare for what lies ahead. Soon, I will be gone, and I wonder if anyone will even notice my absence. But why should I concern myself with that? No one truly cares! I have continuously forgiven and forgotten, constantly giving of myself. Yet when the time comes for me to face hardships in my own life, everyone fucking abandons me. I have lost my job, my car, my children, my wife, and even my grandchild.

Some people insist that I must take responsibility for the mistakes I have made, yet they never own up to their own or downplay their actions. In the past, this used to deeply upset me, but now I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm gradually reaching a point where I feel less and less every day, and there will come a day when I feel absolutely nothing. For some of us, that's the day we long for.

Today, I embarked on a necessary journey, taking a decisive action that demanded my attention. I bid a heartfelt farewell to each and every person, extending my sincerest apologies for any transgressions I may have committed. Wise individuals often suggest that it is wiser to be prepared rather than to act on impulse, and I have heeded their counsel. How many among us possess the ability to meticulously plan and equip ourselves for a future devoid of our presence? Inevitably, a moment will arrive when the forces of destiny unleash their might, whether it manifests as a sudden cardiac arrest or a fateful collision on the road, ultimately extinguishing the flame of my existence. Thus, why not seize the opportunity to make meticulous preparations? Why not embrace each passing day with the mindset of a diligent worker, cognizant that if our lives were to vanish without warning, the world would still find solace in its own equilibrium? Human beings must eternally remain vigilant, fully aware that those who presently grace their lives may one day vanish from the tapestry of existence, forever eluding their grasp.

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