Life, what meaning does it hold? How does it affect others?
Some people thinks that life is just a thing that one has to use until it is stipped off of the body it once belonged to. They will do anything they want just to either excite or please their lust for something that they think that they should have in their lifetime.
Some thinks that life, is a gift. You have to make the very best out of it. Since they think this way, they use their life to devote on helping others. They want to leave a trace of what they are while they are still living in this world.
For me, life is both of what I have said above. I consider it a thing that needs to be used while I still have that life, but also a gift that I need to make the very best out of it to affect other people's own life.
Sometimes, I think that maybe, this life has been my second. Since I drowned about 8 or 9 years ago, I am considering the things that I am doing now just a bonus. Even the life that I have now is a bonus for me. I always think that one day, this bonus would just be taken away from me. Silly, but true. The "me" back then has died in that incident. And I don't have any authority to question that. I am just a pawn or even just a speck in this world, that even if I were to disappear, the world would always continue to revolve. It won't even stop just because I disappeared. But, the "me" now still retains what the "me" back then has. I'm still the same person, with a bigger body. But, with more knowledge. I know, one way or the other, I have affected the people surrounding me. I know, that the me back then can be rest assured that I am doing the best I can just to avoid the mistakes that he did when he was still alive. Maybe I'm beginning to act like someone not from this world. But, that's what I believe.
I maybe am just a speck in this huge world, but at the very least, I know that "this" speck did every little thing he could just to prove his existence. I know that I have done what I should have and wouldn't regret what I have done. I know that some of the people who knows me doesn't regret in finding my existence in this world. And I know that since this is my second life (some may say), I have to make the very best out of this.
I may hurt myself in the process. But, pain make things more interesting (I'm not a masochist). I may tumble down and fall. But, I known that there are people who will support me, and encourage me to stand up, to fight, and to live. And since they are always at my back, I know, I can do anything of my power, maybe not to change things the way they should be, but at least, to make my exsistence known to the world. To make this life of mine worth living for.
And that's what life means to me. To make myself live and make my exsitence known to the world. Even if im just a pawn of the king. Even if I am just a speck. Even if I am just a replacement. And even if I am just one person. What about you, what does life means to you?
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