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Pillowsophy No. 7 - The Silent Fight

  • mosh
  • 15 years ago
  • 691

 

Pillowsophy - thoughts that run as I lay my head and stare at the darkness of the ceilings trying to fall asleep.

 

If today is my last day on earth, I would still choose to live. I would choose life and not death. Because God created me to live and therefore I must survive at all cost. If God wanted me to die, the thought of surviving would never cross my mind right now. I would be dead without knowing I’m dead. I would dissipate into nothingness and amount to nothing. Vanished.

 

I choose life not because I have fall in love with it. Life is hard. Sometimes people say that life is beautiful. Life is grand. Life is this, life is that. But life is short, that is for sure. How short? I would not know that myself. We measured other people’s life and conclude our own idea of how short or how long life is. But the fact is that time is an illusion. It manipulates life. The idea of time existed to create more illusions of life.

 

I choose life because I myself existed. And as always an existence would choose to survive. To evolve. To exist is a task that is normally equipped in a life form. The ability to exist depends on the organized knowledge that the life form acquired as they evolved. I believe people who find a higher purpose for their existence will have higher survival ability. They can say that they have lived their life because they have found and served a purpose in their life. Their life is fulfilled, no matter how long or short it life is, it just doesn’t matter anymore.

 

It seems that I’m rambling here. Yes, I know, I realized that sometimes I sounded like a psycho. But silence can soothe the heart and sometimes can drives people crazy. At times like these, where most people have fallen asleep, I choose to wander into silence. But mainly because I overslept in the day yesterday that I’m awake now, writing silly things. I don’t know, it’s already a week into 2009. And as always I’m restless early into a new year. And I know, it’s always the same thing I must do, fight and survive.

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