Evolution of Us

When we grow old

We return to our youth

Can we be old whilst young?

This day and age is twisted

Everything is twisted

Perhaps it is the evolution of natural growth

From quarks and neutrons and protons...atoms and molecules

To cells, tissues and organs...body forms

Midgets, giants, beautiful, ugly, sexy, obsessed and abusive

We have come from very far

But death has its own terms in terms of time

So everyone dies

Young and old, by disease or accident or pure evil

I almost, like an unfaithful, despair with all happening around me

I almost cursed the day I was born

I almost saw no point of living

I almost saw no point of looking forward,

To what? To Death?

My question is why can't we just grow and never die?

Even to that, I took a step back

I saw that there is order and therefore, purpose.

Therefore,

There is no such a thing as from something to nothing

It must be,

From something to something even better and more

Even if we "YOLO"

There must be more

I think,

I want it to be like that

I want more, motivation

"Where there's hope, there's life"

I have hope, therefore, I have life.

{Evolution of Us, Courtesy of TT Writings, 23 September 2015}