Life Re-cycle.

"use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without." - New England Proverb

Why does time grasp us like this?

The womb, time is meaningless. Though we still grow and develop our senses; our feeling. We're fed through an umbilical cord, and awaited by our parents on our scheduled or unscheduled arrival. Our mothers carry us from place to place, we are either considered a blessing or a burden. We weigh our mother down as we continue to evolve within, our weight is our dreams, our wishes, our potential.

Labor begins; it is filled with pain, blood, tears and sweat. Slowly we make our way out of a home we had kept for nine month, though finally, we've seen the light for the first time. We're taken care of for a period of time; diapers, bottles, and stress. Not yet have we learned to take care of ourselves. Though, time slowly evolves us into toddlers, children, teens, adults.

Our learning process begins and we go from school to school; in a constant motion we're transformed made to search our purpose, our passions, our meaning. Some of us sooner than others, some of us stuck on a plateau though eventually finding our way, finding our loves and our fears. Searching for someone to grow old with, we create our families and seemingly the process recycles itself when we have our first born and we see ourselves as the parents now.

Growing older consist of losing our purpose and relying on others to take care of ourselves; the simplest things such as walking, writing, eating, talking, even breathing become an inconvenience. Nursing homes take us in as a burden, something of sort of our parents taking care of us. We find we're in diapers once again, and someone is feeding us spoon per spoon.

Then... We pass, our last breath, our long exhale, we remember all of the beauty in life; our passions, our loves, our long kiss, our fears, all of our memories so simply beautiful. We realize in this moment that it was a circular motion, our lives have taken it's trip and we have ended where we had started.

"i will see things and i will cherish them, the beauty of things and people I care for, for one day all will be lost from my mind, and the reaper will take me with a quick slice, his scythe will weigh heavy on my soul, and my eyes will have closed, just as they had opened." - Ryan D.

ps. here's a music video that has nothing to do with anything, but it felt right.