I wonder what it will be like after today, knowing that my life has reached its peak? What will every new day bring me but a chance to remember what once was? I will be a hollow, spent, lifeless shell of a man that at one point in time had dreams and fantasies like the rest of the peons that surround him.
What do you do when you have reached the top? No more mountains to climb, no more dreams to dream. When you have it all and there is no way to go but down. What would you do? Is it time to end it all? Or should I take the noble way of the Buddha and assist others to enlightenment as well? After all, lesser people have found solice in the fact that they could help others. But me, no way. I don't know if I will be able to continue circling the drain with the rest of the cattle. I would live a thousand years and have not one day be so glorious as this. I would witness the construction of the pyramids and the filming of two girls one cup, and yet no day could compare to this shining star in the desolate empty space of my thousand-year journey.
© stasis June 30th, 2008
back to where nothing is exciting anymore, because my life has peaked