[Submitted by rouju on September 6, 2008, 5:04 pm]
Live fast die young, at least your corpses will look good
Sid Vicious
I kinda agree with what Sid said once, people said that it’s better stop or retired when you’re on top. Everyone will remember you as a great person, as a great athlete or something, no one will remember the downfall.
But as I grow older, my views are changed, though I prefer modified. Well, my relatives died recently, he was a great man, with great job and power. I knew him well, he was as old as my grand dad. I knew him from the day he was on top till the downfall.
A great man once, full of power as a rich man and great judge, till retirement and live a decent but modest life. I see a man change from somebody into nobody. But he accepted it, he enjoyed it, hell he even looks more happy to live a normal ordinary life than a rich man. It’s really soothing to see him smile in his cascade. I bet he live his life to the fullest and happy with it.
It reminds me that someday, maybe today maybe tomorrow, that I’m gonna be dead. How I’m gonna live my life. Who am I? I’m just like somebody else, common people with ordinary life, ordinary dream who probably died in ordinary way, hell I’m just a battery losing it’s power waiting the “empty” sign. It’s strange how I imagine we all just a battery that can’t be re-charged, just like a lesser being whose purpose just to support the superior race existence.
But then again, here I am, alive and well, it means something isn’t it? I’m here for a reason that I don’t know, and I remember all the death and birth in my life. And somehow I think I conclude a thought bout how I live my life. Just like when I see my cousin gave a birth to a beautiful son, the baby cried cuz he know he entered a war zone, drafted from a happy place, descent into a world full of sin. But we all smiled when we looking at him cried. Somehow we welcomed and embraced him into our world, told him that he’s not alone facing this world. That made me realize what is the most important things in this world, family, home, a sense of belonging. I wanna live my life to made them happy. I don’t care how petty I am, how awful my job is, as long as they are happy. To watch my offspring grow and became something, anything, as long they are happy and good. It’s strange to hear something like this came out from me, a commitment phobia and single fighter, but hell! I hope I’m old before I die, and I hope I had the chance to witness my offspring becoming something.
When I’m died, I hope I will become just like my relative, everyone gathering at his funeral, his children, his peer, etc. We all cried for something that most of us didn’t know why. Maybe we just sad, maybe we denying the fact that we loosing a family, or we just cry. But somehow I think it’s just the same way as we birth, we cry everyone smile, when we die, we smile everyone cry. It’s a sign that we miss him and we saying goodbye to him. I wanna be just like him, a complete full circle.
Sid Vicious
I kinda agree with what Sid said once, people said that it’s better stop or retired when you’re on top. Everyone will remember you as a great person, as a great athlete or something, no one will remember the downfall.
But as I grow older, my views are changed, though I prefer modified. Well, my relatives died recently, he was a great man, with great job and power. I knew him well, he was as old as my grand dad. I knew him from the day he was on top till the downfall.
A great man once, full of power as a rich man and great judge, till retirement and live a decent but modest life. I see a man change from somebody into nobody. But he accepted it, he enjoyed it, hell he even looks more happy to live a normal ordinary life than a rich man. It’s really soothing to see him smile in his cascade. I bet he live his life to the fullest and happy with it.
It reminds me that someday, maybe today maybe tomorrow, that I’m gonna be dead. How I’m gonna live my life. Who am I? I’m just like somebody else, common people with ordinary life, ordinary dream who probably died in ordinary way, hell I’m just a battery losing it’s power waiting the “empty” sign. It’s strange how I imagine we all just a battery that can’t be re-charged, just like a lesser being whose purpose just to support the superior race existence.
But then again, here I am, alive and well, it means something isn’t it? I’m here for a reason that I don’t know, and I remember all the death and birth in my life. And somehow I think I conclude a thought bout how I live my life. Just like when I see my cousin gave a birth to a beautiful son, the baby cried cuz he know he entered a war zone, drafted from a happy place, descent into a world full of sin. But we all smiled when we looking at him cried. Somehow we welcomed and embraced him into our world, told him that he’s not alone facing this world. That made me realize what is the most important things in this world, family, home, a sense of belonging. I wanna live my life to made them happy. I don’t care how petty I am, how awful my job is, as long as they are happy. To watch my offspring grow and became something, anything, as long they are happy and good. It’s strange to hear something like this came out from me, a commitment phobia and single fighter, but hell! I hope I’m old before I die, and I hope I had the chance to witness my offspring becoming something.
When I’m died, I hope I will become just like my relative, everyone gathering at his funeral, his children, his peer, etc. We all cried for something that most of us didn’t know why. Maybe we just sad, maybe we denying the fact that we loosing a family, or we just cry. But somehow I think it’s just the same way as we birth, we cry everyone smile, when we die, we smile everyone cry. It’s a sign that we miss him and we saying goodbye to him. I wanna be just like him, a complete full circle.