Afraid of Not Dying, But of Not Living

aondbonlTime is something classic and twisted n screwed up and what not…! Its been a while since I posted here, basically for lack of time and the frigging forever -patience!  Yeah, the past month or so has been pretty hectic(?), rough, and breakneck paced… hadn’t listened to much music, and yeah finished a book “SHE” by Rider Haggard- that too after over some 2-3 months… pretty interesting read though, of how anything evil can also be justified by love.. as long as the reason is the latter! (Friggin Fools all around I say.. P.S. Don’t know why  I said that, just wanted to say is all)

So, coming to the this dying & living thing, guess its always good to “live” life,  which we anyways do, probably without even knowing that we are not.. (heck who cares eh?) its just one big oxymoron, “afraid of not dying, but of not living” what was i even thinking, but yeah it was more of an impromptu statement that came up when i was chatting with another sole soul, who ended up suggesting i write something about it, and here i end up doing exactly that.

Fading / burning out / death is most probably the only end that everything will face.. so why bother. The only thing that matters is the ever effervescent, twisted, neck snapping, all crunching, problematic, confusing, screwed up etc., etc., – LIFE.. all depends on how its faced and lived and not the other way round. *%$#^#@ atypical of me stating the negative, yeah there’s a lot of good stuff  in life like friends, family, love etc., ..just that its end is a little unnerving.

Not to forget that “time” is the ruling / deciding f#$@&%@ factor here! That’s fine I guess, knowing both of them are in our hands, as in how we face them…


One Response to “Afraid of Not Dying, But of Not Living”

  1. Hmmm… one heck of an oxymoron, you moron! And I understand what you mean when you say, “this one wrote itself”. This one did, didn’t it? That’s fine by me, coz it just means that yer brain is alive (and pricking). Am I the sole soul you referred to in this post? Maybe… maybe not. The point is, we’re all sole souls – some of us live solely before we die and some die solely, before we live. This living and dying business is a freakin’ matter of the head. Whether we’re alive or just not dead.

    Another freakin’ oxymoron. Damn! I’m getting moronic! Need some tonic. Chronic? How very ironic!

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