End is Not That Bad, Really...

 

“The bad thing will disappear as fast as the good one”

When we think about ending, it's always something that has a connotation of being, awful, dreadful, scary, and often very daunting for us. The drive to always do the work has always been ingrained inside of us, and the concept of all of those hard work being reduce to nothingness really scared us all. To some extent, some even began to question all of the meaning that revolves around them. Like what is the point of trying if it were destined to fail. What is the point of doing it so hard and consistent that one day it will shattered under its own weight.

 

For me personally, the ending is comforting. To put it as an analogy, whenever you walk through a tunnel, you always hope for the gate before the sunlight flashes upon your very own eyes. Just the shines and the glimmers always give you hope that it’s going to be a better road up ahead. It’s a good analogy for this, and it’s exactly that. Every ending always leads you to another path. One that many would consider strange, and unknown. Every option remains unexplorable until you finally decided to step out and take a first step towards it.

 

Well sure, the changes might not be better than what we already have. Sometimes it stagnates, sometimes it’s just downright rubbish, but that’s okay. This is not some pretentious writing as I try to sleep at 3 in the morning, but from what I’ve experienced, is that this is a dynamic universe, and a decaying one. Everything that has been build will be gone, sooner or later. And everything that we’ve been tried will be burn under the sun. So it might seem like a bad idea to even try right? Not really. Well if you think about it, many people have gone throughout the ages, yet their remnants were still there. 

 

But to deny our own existence with an argument stating, well we are going to die aren’t we, are a cowardly act, and a very egoistical approach. Yeah sure, your life could be whatever you wanted, but your existence has appeared for many, and affected much of your surroundings here on this realm. Sure the universe saw you not more than a dust swinging across its space. But you’re stuck here with millions of other dusts that has an ability to interact with each other. So then what? You’re going to deem yourself as useless in this tiny dot?

 

We have existed, and that’s the point. Keep asking for meaning, and you’ll be on a roundabout while emptying a bottle of whiskey and whimsically jumping all over the place like a madman with no point in your life. Inherently, the means of our life has been a hot topic among many of humans. And some of them has come up with a different solution, and they always depending on their point of view to rationalise some of them. But ending your life should not be the first menu on the table. It is the fastest way to quit the game, but that’s not how you’re supposed to play.

 

Consider this, that life has always been miserable for every living being, but it gets easier for some who fits the puzzle and have a great comprehension of their surroundings. Yes, it’s always been miserable, and the meaning has always been absurd. So then? Why keep asking? Why not start to live life as it says, living. “Living”. Living the life to the fullest. Living the live like you’ve never lived before. Go do something you love, hug someone, play that card, listen to music, feel that emotion, and do stuffs. Do things and live life rebelliously, as if the crime of not living is a pointless dead. Just like a rolling wheel down the hill, it can’t stop. It moves to fast to be stopped, and when it’s stopped, you’re done. You’re dead.

 

Now, we repeat. And we came back at the beginning, and life starts to suffer again. Imagine this, you just got back from work, and some random guy started to beat you up down the street. So what, you’re not going to allow them downright beating you down to the ground yeah? Instead, what you want to do is fight back with whatever you have on your pocket, either its bare fist, or a knife, or a gun? Either way, you would feel the urge to defend yourself from any threats, and that should be the natural instinct. The same goes with life. Whenever it gives you lemon, just squeezes it. Maybe make a lemonade? Or throw some of those acidic water into them eyes.

 

When life gets tougher, that’s when you know that it’s your time to get up, and be stronger. It has given you an opportunity to be better, and you better not waste it. To rise up, you must first fall down. You’ll never know when the time is to rise and be better, if you never felt how downfall feels like. And every journey has its end. Yeah, the good thing will end shortly, and so will the bad. It never lasts that long, so remember to hold on. Grab onto something you could. Maybe with your own rationalities, your own ideas, or held onto a religion. Keep fighting just because, the meaning is along the way.

"Whatever floats your boat, just don’t jump into the water".