“Life is for the living.
Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.”
― Langston Hughes, The Collected Poems
Death is the end.
It will come for us some day. This theme is ever present in my writing. In emotions, fears, denials, the unforgivens. Each moment, each day is a death of sorts. Once it’s gone it’s gone.
“Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
This thought alone, especially the older I get, makes me write. It pulls out my voice from the depths, gives it lift, gives it life. Teaches me courage to share through story, through poems, through my relationships. In the end, I hope to be a positive voice, a reminder that all things are possible, even more so when we hold each other up, give each other a hand, show compassion and understanding in the midst of confusion. Don’t hold grudges, but instead use those emotions in the written word. Work it out on the page. Do it NOW. Most of all, live your life.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
― Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967
It is truly an honor you’re reading this today. I appreciate all of you.
To all those I miss, I thank you and send love.
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