And then it happened.
My life flew past my eyes,
Every wrong, every right
A vortex of motion, a dizzying effect
The lights began to blind me
My eyes stopped functioning, my soul began to see!
Life, instead of smoldering away, was an inferno of white light

The intensity of this new place filled me
Never in my past had i felt a presence of such raw feeling
Never had i felt this passion, love, happiness, and out right joy
Every fiber of my being cleansed by purity
Washing away my past, writing my future
Taking away the sins of yesteryear and defining a new tomorrow; meaningless in its existence to the old world, fleeting past like dusts in the wind, but blinding stars in the eye of heaven

No, a mere mortal could not withstand the very forces of creation,
So why should I struggle?
The purity was to great

Submission...
I heard the calling
Submission to the very forces of life
Hands trembling, I let go of the tattered strands of the past

Peace like never before,
Wrapped in a cocoon of light and life force,
Revitalized to live with a meaningless purpose.
To truly exist for the first time...
To truly have obtained the ultimate state of existence
Living with and without
Living as life was designed
Forever my self,
Forever, truly, alive...
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Death. Pretty negative, but what if death really is just something used to scare humanity into submission. Dying may just be more like a rebirth, into something you never could have imagined. To truly exist for the first time, as you true self, without expectation, lust or greed. Full of emotions, the very force of life. The thing that drives our souls to strive to find our meaning. But that is just to die.. in the end, it all dies and withers. Yet, the other side of time, perhaps the unfathomable will create the meaningless we need to be happy. A simplistic existence full of the things everyone needs to be happy, so great and bountiful that the entire human race could bask in its glowing rays.

This piece is actually 2 weeks old =\ oops... lol. At first it was going to be really sad; a man watching his life pass by, realizing nothing of interest happened... then i got sick of sad stuff. So instead, near the end, I added in warmer colours and the light about to over power the piece. Really he on the turning point. We think the end is just that, the end. I refuse to believe we exist for 70 some odd years and give out. Our organs give up and the soul just dies with them. No, that sorry existence cannot be what such a beautiful creation (no matter what you believe) must submit to... Instead we start our beginning at the end...
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