Life brings suffering.
Exactly.
Life brings suffering.
And that pain is caused by desire,
by a pressing urge to live.
Sure, those yearnings can be killed,
putting an end to the torment,
but that is the moment one dies too,
for
life brings suffering.
So, I choose instead to love,
seeing heartbreak looming;
try,
prepared to come face-to-face with
failure;
and to lust after my cravings,
knowing it'll only lead to regret.
The one thing I will never do,
though,
is to try to extinguish myself.
I will let my soul burn, burn, burn
and leave a trail of scorched earth
following me everywhere that I go.
***
(Minneapolis, MN -- May, 2017)
In the wake of returning home from the Peace Corps, having failed miserably, I was trying to make sense of the shift from being a promising chemistry student to someone with no money, no prospects, and not even enough motivation to drag themselves out of bed in the morning to hold down a real job. I read all of my philosophy books, watched a million YouTube videos, and explored the ideas in every different religion before deciding to lean into everything as opposed to separating myself from it. If life is like wine, I decided it's best to get drunk instead of being abstinent. No offense to Buddhism. Obviously, if you believe you've been reincarnated a million times and that you've experienced everything there is to experience, then finding enlightenment makes total sense. If not, then I feel like you should fill your life with as much living as possible, and that means to good stuff and the bad.
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