Life goes so fast.
What happened to all the activities you did?
Just a memory now?
What happened to all your treasured trips?
Just a memory now?
All your friends? Your loved ones?
Just a memory?
Where is that memory now?
Fading, fading as time goes by.
Will surely disappear, once your brain starts fogging up, as time goes by.
Just a few years ago, you were born.
Now, you are at the twillight.
The tendency of some to romanticize their lives, once the ending is near.
"I had a good life". So often we hear.
What an illusion.
Pretty soon, you will be just a memory too.
That is the reality.
It is all one big memory. Slowly drifting. Going, going, gone.
What happened to all the activities you did?
Just a memory now?
What happened to all your treasured trips?
Just a memory now?
All your friends? Your loved ones?
Just a memory?
Where is that memory now?
Fading, fading as time goes by.
Will surely disappear, once your brain starts fogging up, as time goes by.
Just a few years ago, you were born.
Now, you are at the twillight.
The tendency of some to romanticize their lives, once the ending is near.
"I had a good life". So often we hear.
What an illusion.
Pretty soon, you will be just a memory too.
That is the reality.
It is all one big memory. Slowly drifting. Going, going, gone.
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
PIGEONS IN SAN FRANCISCO