When I was six, I was always tried to find new ways of thinking. One day, I got the feeling everything I did was just me watching my life, from my perspective, on Elmo's television (I never have understood why it was always Elmo). But I wasn't the only one watching my life, there were other people in the audience. I would then have the urge to do something physical and dramatic. To keep my self from doing something chaotic, I would repeat in my head, "I am me, and I am me, and I am me...". This was when I fully understood life. I was in awe at the fact that I would never be anyone else, and no one else could be me. It made me sad, and an emotion I now recognize as gratitude. This feeling came and went, until a few years later, when I learned the meaning of death.
I don't really think anyone can completely understand life or death until they die, but at that point, it is already too late. You have to become something before you understand it. Now I realize that I am neither life nor death, there for, I could not tell you their meaning.
No comments:
Post a Comment