We walk around like we have things under control, like we
know what the future holds..
we laugh, cry, scream, cuss, mock people, fall in and out of that illusion
called love and even wish the worst for people…
our days are numbered on this earth… that's a promise.
this year alone I have lost at least 3 friends if my count
is right… but life always seems to go on
not a bad thing… but a necessary thing.
The problem is the way we handle the matter.
It takes death to help us acknowledge what someone means,
might have meant or could mean to us… one minute everyone is against you and
the minute you are no more they all come out wailing and ranting, spouting
weightless rubbish out their mouth and now to make matters worse… everyone gets
a voice through the every expanding social media.
If you ask me, I think it’s about the need for people to
have someone to point a finger to…
someone to compare and judge, someone you
can use as a measure for
moral, relationship or financial success. (to list a few)
I don’t wish I met her but I know there are people out there
that feel the pain of her exit. And for me it’s a joke that everyone takes to
twitter to communicate feelings. Say a prayer for her family and keep it at
that… social media makes a joke of a lot of things…
“remember that opinions are like ass holes… everyone got one”
I hope we learn to be a little more sympathetic and
sensitive to peoples pain.
Death is the absence of one’s essence, never to be felt
again… that moment of silence is necessary… try and remember a lost one’s
essence and say a prayer.
