Death is irrelevant.
Time and again, the theif steals the show.
But the show must go on… and thus:
Some call it, resurrection.
I call it, homecoming.
The planet is small… and when the road leads us
We, the people, reach somewhere else.
Not heaven, not hell, not a place of all places…
But a place of realization.
Relevance is found – not acquired.
And I was reluctant.
Still, caring about others can’t be helped.
Trial and burial.
But the show must go on.
And that’s the bottomline – ’cause I say so.
He said so, too. And what did He gain at the end?
I say, ‘nothing’.
Nothing of eternal worth, I mean.
Worth gets equated to money and wealth.
I hate that.
Even wiseness and knowledge are sometimes
Not worth enough to keep the show going on.
And eternity – well, that’s too big a duration.
I know, I waited that long – once… in some other existence.
And at the end of that…
(Oh, you mathematical fool – how can I expect YOU to understand?)
I found them.
They were the cheerleaders for God (ya, in ‘that’ existence, we had a God).
And then they were banished from heaven
For causing noise pollution !!!
Ridiculous! But again, His doing.
That existence is gone now. And so is He.
Poor Him – couldn’t survive one more eternity.
And He blamed me – said, I didn’t want Him.
Potentials go hayway… and some cry, some don’t.
Did though, once upon a time…
‘Once upon a december…’ et al.
But now… turned into a stone, I perceive and conceive this world alone.
I can’t die… for me, death is irrelevant.
The oxymoron is, these days I see even the undeads are dying pityfully.
A ghost would come by and say ‘hi’ and vanish into a life.
I look… away.
I can’t deny the call in my mind
The call that asks too many things of me.
I can’t deny the call… but I just do.
The laws of nature could just throw me into
The voidless seclusion
Just for being a pain…
A pain for the rules… rigidity et al.
But ain’t they love me?
They should and they do
For I am the only challenge for them –
For them to reign supreme.
There were risks.
But I couldn’t care much.
I dared much.
I am that I am.
And, as always, for me
Death is irrelevant.
And so is this world.