Ok, so The Journey Itself is a story of passing. Our journey begins when all we know is wonder and discovery. We move through the pain of adolesence and disillusionment. We accept what some would call the burden of adulthood and responsibility - at least most of us make it to this link in the chain. Move on again to Autumn and the reliving of the glory days. Finally we come to the crossroads of life and death. We struggle to the last breath fighting to hang on to this world. Is it because we don't really believe, deep down, that what's coming next isn't better than what we have now. Is it because we can't see the ones that follow us as being able to make it on their own? Is it a fear that what's around the bend is hell rather than Heaven? What really is the thread that ties us to earth? No answers today, just a lot of questions. :)
Peace
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