What if you died in the next minute?

 

Would that make what you do now more important?

Would that make your words more meaningful?

Would that make your love more true?

Would that make your hate more honest?

Would that make your joy more fulfilling?

Would that make your misery more petty?

Humans…

Always judging things as if they will live for ever. Always thinking of fixing things later. Always thinking of saying sorry tomorrow. Always postponing their happiness until they have more money. Always afraid to do things in case something happens in the future. Always living while they are already dead.

Who would have thought that you have to die, in order not to die…

The world is us. Alive and conscious.

Take the smallest action of kindness. Take the smallest moment of true pain. Take the smallest tear or love. Take the smallest moment of true joy. Ephemeral and yet eternal. This is who we are. Still in time, what we do echoes in eternity. Because time does not exist but in our minds. What we do every passing minute, stays “there”. Literally. Go find a time machine and go “back” to that moment when your child smiled at you. Look at your self. You are smiling and crying full of joy. For ever.