A couple of days ago some one I have studied with but never met passesed on and is being laid to rest today. In my mind I could not help but where she has gone-hell or heaven, since I subscribe to the belief that one lives on in eternity and is either in a place of happiness or torment. And when I throw my eyes across the green trees that are full of life before me, swaying in the cushion of the wind, on the road and look at the life and energy, the vibrancy and ecstacy of the people that walk along the road going about their daily business, it further intrigues me and compels me to ask my self what life is. What is this thing that we are.
We are welcomed every morning in the company of people we love; friends, associates and go about our daily lives. As the day comes to, we retire in the blanket of darkness as we rest and re-energize to start a new day when morning awakens from it’s slumber.
Could it be that we live and traverse the face of this planet under the watchful eye of the universe and nature by a stroke of luck? Or are we here to fulfill some thing greater, greater than our selves and greater than the force that keeps us all alive. And as I delve into the being that I am, and peep into the lives of those within my reach, and also search through the universe, I continuely seek deligently for an answer that will give me rest.