matthewmckibben


Mortality
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Is it morbid of me to occasionally look around at people and have the thought pass through my brain that someday, these people will be lying six feet under? Ever since my father passed away, I've had these really random thoughts that everyone, without fail will not live forever. I'll see someone smiling in their car with their significant other, and I'll think to myself that someday, one of those people is going to be dressed in black, standing over the other's open coffin.

I don't mean to be morbid, but sometimes it just seems like we have too short a time here on this world. And that no matter how much fun we have, how much money we save, how much work we do, how many hugs we give, etc. etc. when it's all said and done, we're not going to be here any more. Period.

And sometimes, the issue appears to be a matter of immediacy. It's only the people that are related to you in an immediate fashion, are going to miss you. If I was driving my car down the Lewisville bridge, and decide to run my car off the side, the only people that are going to miss me will be the people that I've been the closest with. The people who are driving on either side of me in their car, are going to go home and go about their days. It's like the people on the Titanic or the people in the WTC just went about their day like it was going to be just a normal day. They had no idea what was going to happen to them. Yet for the rest of the world, they just kept on living their lives. They gave it their requisite thoughts, and then they moved on and didn't give it much more thought. Yet for the people who knew someone on the Titanic or knew someone on the south tower of the WTC, their lives are never the same. There is no way to just keep on living their lives normally.

It just blows my mind that everyone is going to end up deceased. And there is nothing that anyone can do about it. It's just kind of a trippy concept when you think about it. It's trippy to think that someday, we're ALL going to find out what happens when we die. Well, the only way we actually find out is if there is something else for us when we die. If there is nothing when we die, then we don't find out what happens. There will just be nothing. And if that's the case, there's no need to feel sad because there will be nothing to be sad about. There would just be nothing.

far out man, far out

matt out


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