Random One-Shots

Thoughts from places

I recently went on a trip to Nashville to visit my brothers that have now lived there a couple years and was confronted with a few thoughts that I thought I could share.

I will straight out admit it that sometimes I get in these pretty deep funks; depression or whatever you want to call it but it's not fun.

One of the thoughts that I have a hard time coping with is my importance. I struggle with the idea of not being remembered. I will die one day and nobody will have anything to say for the life I had lived or the things that I had done. And as I was in the airplane, slowly gaining altitude (clutching my chair for fear of death) and staring intently out the small airplane window I began to realize how small each of us humans are. The city streets and the flashing lights became dime. The neighborhoods became impossible to decipher. From 30,000 feet in the air everything was exactly the same; just pockets of light from civilization. I realize that each person is different, yet from such a distance you can't tell that. I can't tell a mansion from a little beat up house. But it also made me think about how each of us, every single person on Earth will eventually die. The world will end and that last person that care about Julius Caesar will be buried beneath six feet of dirt. I won't be remembered and neither will you, or Barack Obama or Kim Kardashian. We are people; living things. And we die. 

These thoughts sure enough are those that would eventually kill you. It's a stressful thought process and it hurts every day. So what do you do about it?

I think of all the good things. The memories that I get from being with the people I love. The feeling I get when someone i love smiles or says something nice, How it feels to be loved, cracking jokes with my best friend, playing with the strings on my new guitar even though I have no idea how to play it, trudging through hours of school everyday so I can live a life of now impact. It's a strange happiness. One that is hard to achieve and of course leads us to the question of the meaning of our lives.

Please don't ask me because I have no f***king Idea, but it is a question I have been obsessed with for as long as I can remember.

I won't be able to achieve world domination. Not everybody can know my name, but I can change, impact and love in my own little world.

I won't be remembered, but it's okay I guess.

Thoughts from places airplane edition.

These are actually my thoughts. I am glad that I got to share them with you and if you share them talk to me. My Private message box is always open.