On Death, Climate Change, And Existential Angst.

[tylereverett]

I used to write a bit when I was 12 but then I stopped.  I think that being in the religion seriously sapped my creativity.  I don't write a lot anymore and I don't know how good I am, but once in a while I find it therapeutic.  I've posted a few things here.  

 

This regards some of my feelings in the midst of my current existential crisis.  In particular, I'm very socially aware and climate change is really concerning to me.  So this has somewhat to do with that mixed in with the feelings of my own death.  I'd welcome some feedback.

 

We are all destined to the same place

To be food for worms in a beautiful box

Well not all boxes are beautiful

But even in the plethoric expanse of boxes the feast continues

 

Nothing can protect us from time

The slow decay into chaos

The half life of real life growing faster by the day

Time speeds up yet it feels so slow

The long march to the grave

 

Regardless, I protest

I will take the world with me

Not in a violent or malicious way

Selfish? yes perhaps

But isn't all action taken to benefit the self?

Or at best, benefit those the self knows?

Who knows? Not I

But I'll take what I can

In a loud boisterous shout into the cosmos

NO MORE, I shout

NO MORE futility

 

I cannot find meaning but I will live with the meaning that finds me

I will love and be loved and try my best

To remember what it felt like when the world would never end

Knowing that life was precious, one day at a time.

 

I look into her face and the sheer beauty that decays to the eye

Will remain for long in my mind

Until that too is extinguished

She's a cruel mother yet she has been kind

Bestowing both her blessings and her curses

And I grieve what she has done and what we have done

I grieve what we knew should have been

I grieve what we could make

But I refuse to despair

Because to despair is to let the cosmic forces of oblivion take you in

But to make peace and live is to truly win

 

Nevermind, in the end, I still have today

I still have the time, whether short or long it's fine

Because I'm lucky to be here

Even if here doesn't want me for much longer

 

So again I shout into the void

I take you with me

I take all the worth out of you I can

I will not let your emptiness win

Even when you take me in