Friday, March 6, 2009

Sea.

I have an incredibly strong urge to walk down to the beach, to sit on the sand in the pitch black night and wait for the tide to take me with it.

1 comment:

Daniel said...

I've done it, back when I was living in Kungshamn. It never takes you anywhere, just reminds you that this world is built on shit, disappointment and lonleyness. We are born alone, and we die just the same. Hope is for people who have something to strive for. And no one really does, as we all share the same fate - death and oblivion.

There was probobly a man sitting, just like me, sometime in the past. No one knows his name, he was born as nothing, grew up as nothing, became nothing, and when he died, he died as nothing. Remembered by no one.

Most people, me and you included, are just the same. We're nothing, and the sooner we accept that, the better we will endure this life.