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Tragedy Is Life


Monday, January 31  

I want to chase the Thunder
I want to see lightening with my own two eyes
I want to see the inside of a tornado
I want to see how I fare against wolves
I want to see how many I take down before they get me
I want to fight the waves
I want to takle a Tsunami
I want to see the heights of Everest
I want to see how long it would take to hit the ground
Sometimes I size-up oncoming traffic
Sometimes I consider opening the door in the airplane
Sometimes I daydream taking on theives/murderers/ect.
They always have guns
I am always alone
I will always die
But how much could I hurt them first?
Sometimes I dream that some punk kid shot me
but I aways get him back before the end
I do not fear death
I welcome it
But I also will dream of quiet days
I make plans to live out a simple life
to be a teacher
to be mundane
I'm afraid of heights
I'm afraid of scary movies
these are not the fears of someone who doesn't fear death
these are the fears of someone who will quiver on his deathbed
these are fears of the uncontrolable
what logically is death?
the unknown
Then why don't I quake when I hear Thunder?
Why can I board an airplane completely at peace?
Why do I fight the relentless waves?
What do I really fear?

posted by Joel | 1:23 AM

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