Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Taste of reality.


They say there's something about a near death experience that makes people rethink their lives and start "living in the moment." It's like some nerve in the brain is triggered when the mortal terror brought kicks in. People realize just how fragile they are on the inside and the outside.

Physically we are easily broken. All it takes it a mistep or momentary loss of balance. We're all made of glass. We can't be shaken about or dropped for fear of damage. Our souls are made of precious metal. We can't afford to be oxygenized by getting our feelings hurt our having a broken heart. We'll start to rust. The more rust we endure the more brittle we become, and it only takes one more hit till you're broken.

I don't understand why people need to be close to death to feel like they need to do something. I don't need to experience death to value my life.

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