stories from the interim: blind ambition

death surrounds us, it drives us to do things that we would otherwise never attempt. the fear of our demise drives the logic and facts out of our mind. but it is nothing more than the shedding of our physical existence, a way for us to be free of our mortal bonds. as the saying goes: "death is only the beginning". the facts are easy to follow and understand, albeit complicated. it is much easier to believe in a delusion created by our fragile psyche than to accept an inevitable truth.

humans are the only living creatures on earth that know they will one day die. animals, plants, the periodic elements; they know nothing about death. the knowledge of death creates a fear of our lives ending. and when directly faced with death we attempt to flee from it. but the fact is that all things one day cease to exist. nothing is immune to the ravages caused by the sands of time.

there are many things in this universe that we have yet to understand. for anyone who has suffered at the lifeless hands of the reaper, we wonder what happens after death. is life really all we put into it?  I mean is it really true that no mater what we do we only have one life to live? if we only get one chance and we cease to exist upon death, then why would life be worth living? what is the point in living a life that has no value?

death comes for us all, as an inevitable supernova, and yet we deny it. we fight, we scream, we kick, we run, and we refuse to give in till our last breath. we as humans refuse the truth and the inevitable, and instead accept the lies and reflections in our souls. we would rather believe a happy peaceful lie fabricated by others than accept a horrible desolate truth we discovered ourselves.

move past the lies, fly beyond fictions tantalizing gaze, find the light, and find your way. accept the truth and deny despair any hold upon your heart. find the truth within the lies, and the lies within the truth. you cannot always trust what your eyes can see, and suspension of disbelief is often your best friend. forgive and NEVER FORGET, do not hate because of actions against you, and remember your name.

blind ambition creates fallen empires and broken bridges. absolute power absolutely corrupts only the corruptible. for the forest one can destroy the trees. to forget the sacrifices we have made to a better life is to make history repeat itself. artifacts from our past, present, and future are nothing more than material goods. I prefer to remember history for the lives sacrificed and the love shared.