Papa_smu
Banned
Normally most folks on here talk about their struggles and ponder about women. However, I've came to a realization today that most of us squander our time. It's not until we reach the very end of our life we realize it. Earlier today, my uncle ended up having a heart attack and departed from this earthly realm. I'm sadden that he passed away as I was close to him ever since I was child. I will always remember him as the crazy, artistic uncle that had an eye for design and a sense of humor that could break even a Tibetan monk's vow of silence. I will miss him dearly.
However, it was this very day I realized that I'm just as mortal as he was and whatever opportunities or accomplishments, good or bad, triumph or anguish that I experienced in this life, it will mean nothing in the end. I imagine the only thing that matters is the things we overcame through adversity. Am I going to remember all the times I jumped on this type of forum and bitched about not succeeding with my life, career, or women? Or the times when I was so far in my head rationalizing that I'm falling victim to my limiting beliefs? Hell, I'm not going to give a **** about that. When I'm about to slip into that void, my last thoughts are going to be about the things I care about and how valiantly I pursued them.
I hope, that maybe, this epiphany of mine will help others realize what is important in their lives and to reach out to this epic ambition. Don't squander it on things that won't matter when you're lying in your death bed. Because true hell is screaming for repentance while being dragged by death.
However, it was this very day I realized that I'm just as mortal as he was and whatever opportunities or accomplishments, good or bad, triumph or anguish that I experienced in this life, it will mean nothing in the end. I imagine the only thing that matters is the things we overcame through adversity. Am I going to remember all the times I jumped on this type of forum and bitched about not succeeding with my life, career, or women? Or the times when I was so far in my head rationalizing that I'm falling victim to my limiting beliefs? Hell, I'm not going to give a **** about that. When I'm about to slip into that void, my last thoughts are going to be about the things I care about and how valiantly I pursued them.
I hope, that maybe, this epiphany of mine will help others realize what is important in their lives and to reach out to this epic ambition. Don't squander it on things that won't matter when you're lying in your death bed. Because true hell is screaming for repentance while being dragged by death.
