About a year ago on Tumblr, I saw a post that was probably posted at 3 am like every other strange post is. It said something along the lines of, “They say that there are seven after you die that your entire life plays out before you and it’s said that time is prolonged. So what if we’re all actually dead and this is just those seven minutes?”
It has truly bothered me for the past year and it planted a bunch of new questions in my head that are still unanswered. I mean, what if I actually control nothing in my life and everything actually has been planned out because this life has already been lived before? I guess I won’t know until I pass years from now, huh?
- Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results. – Narcotics Anonymous, Narcotics Anonymous
- To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded. – Bessie Anderson Stanley, More Heart Throbs Volume Two in Prose and Verse Dear to the American People And by them contributed as a Supplement to the original $10,000 Prize Book HEART THROBS
- I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens. – Woody Allen
- Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. – Ralph Waldo Emerson