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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Life is a game of sudden death.

Every breath that finds its way out of the system could be the last. It's easy and comfortable for us to waste every second that we have, confident that we'll get several more, little do we know that each of it could be the last that is on the lease for us. Things that we enjoy right now are in contract, all bounded with an expiration date, the catch is that we don't have the slightest idea of when the contract is terminated. 

This fact could divide the preference of lifestyle of a person, one could live as if every second is his last or one could live with calculated risks and a premeditated future. A careless soul would wander and never settle, his philosophy in life would be that everything is temperamental, he could pretend to be naive and oblivious of what tomorrow could bring, life happens right at the moment, just as every word is read in this post, every action isn't taken into so much consideration, less apprehensions, just as how it presents itself is just as how it's taken, no explanations necessary, no justification of actions and no worries. He would jump at every given opportunity, grab it like it'll never pass the same road again or he would just let it pass because he's found his attraction on something that has enticed him prior to that, or he would try to juggle both, making everything fit into whatever his hands could hold. He's the type of person who would go with strangers, though with a hint of fear or doubt, he would set it aside believing that the people he comes across with will bring him to where he's supposed to be, after all he believes that life doesn't exist to run around circles, rather it's a journey that has a beginning and an end.


A life lived according to how things are written on a planner is a life that does not go beyond the pages of the planner. Everything begins and ends according to how they're written, how they're planned, how they're being put into order. Decisions are made with a lot of thinking and second thinking and probably a third one more to convince the person of the validity of the choice. An opportunity that passes by is pondered upon, so what happens is that the opportunity fleets or the opportunity doesn't fit the necessity anymore. The tediousness of this yields to a more secure and anticipated future, it could give a glimpse of possibilities and ramifications that caution the person. He most likely knows how to prioritize and give weight to things, one at a time, he knows how to divide the ample amount of time and effort because he somehow tries to figure things out ahead. Life is a journey and his planner is his map. 


At the end of the day, life will be life, it preys on us, it surprises us, it'll always give us unprecedented things, it's unpredictable, and no matter how you try to prepare yourself fo it, life happens and when it does there's no escaping. We are all bounded within this game, no one can just quit, not when life tells us it's the end.

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