Death

Every smile shall be followed by sorrow. So laugh less and cry more. The beginning of the end has begun. Every breath draws you closer to the purpose of your very existence. Hold what you have in your hand and not your heart as what lays in your hand at the moment of death you can drop while whats in your heart will follow you to the absolute end. When you meet your Lord your tongue will seize to function, nay it will rather rise up to stand against you for abusing it in the dismay of your Lord. Your lips will be stitched together and your deeds will be your lawyer or your prosecutor. It all depends upon you, in this moment, in this second. For how long will you struggle for that which shall perish? It is like building castles of sand, knowing they will be ruined by the blowing wind tomorrow. Build castles of purified actions. Crush the arrogance of your heart before the crushing of the grave will crush the innermost bones of your soul. Expose your bodily beauty in this world and be prepared to stand naked in front of humanity on the Day of Judgement. Hurt people here and stand still to be stoned there. Your eternal future lays in your hands, don’t waste the abiding drunkeness of love there for a single sip of poison here. It all depends upon you, in this moment, in this second. What will you do?