Ending comes in different forms, and we never know. None of us do. We are all just there trying to survive each day and live the best of it as we can. But when will it all end? The struggles, the pain, the need for more money and whatnot. Will it ever end? That contentment you think you need to get at this spot when you get there would it be okay? Or the plan for more winnings to come will surface?
Nothing ends in life until it really ends in death. When we are awake, we work, and when noon comes, nature takes place and leads us to slumber. The clock stays the same. Though its movements sometimes seem faster at dawn we are awake to watch it move hurriedly back to noon. And we've got to live it again; checking the time to do the next agenda in line for the day or the surprise that brings joy or pain to our hearts.
We live each day sometimes repeating the same routine, and other times, things take a different shape. But it doesn't end. If we are not moving our body, legs and hands, our hearts are working, and our minds are filled with thoughts. Even a coma patient brain still works, which means there's activities going on up there.
The only moment everything ends is when death knocks, but we never know when it will. The money you think you are saving will be spent by your next of kin or be gone in the decentralised world.
The numerous buildings you have will be shared among those that didn't work for it or be given as charity. So, why? Why must you treat others like they are shit if what you have now can turn to dust even when you are alive?
I saw a tweet where someone's house was on fire today and all their valuables were lost. Such is life people would say.
That sweet tongue of yours, why dangle it in the eyes of many knowing it will lead to their doom? Why are you relaxed and not paying your workers after they've toiled their asses off for you? And you say out loud, "hustling to make mama proud" why are you lodging in a hotel and doing giveaways for people who don't care if you live or die?
There's a lot of "whys" on my list. A lot we all do, to what end? Six feet under? Life will end. It has ended for many before you. So, why not be a little kinder. Give to people when you have. Don't suck others dry when you have your own. Be grateful and take care of yourself.
Build, connect, and help others too, especially your cycle. Help them live, but don't pressure yourself too much. Remember, you can't help everyone. So, live well, be happy, and when it all ends, I hope it ends well with you surrounded with your loved ones.
To end this post, I'll be sharing a few songs. I hope you get to understand the lyrics and feel the emotions.
Happy last Sunday of the Year.
In the end.
End of silence.
The end.
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Still yours truly,
Balikis.
Thanks for reading and listening.
Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.
Let's hope struggles never end....our journey through them teach us all we need to know.