Existence: An Episode

Existence! Any living being, human,animal and maybe even insect, is born into this world, learns from and mimics their guardians and passes time on this planet. As time progresses the realisation of inevitability, finality and finiteness befalls.

A deer for example, would have snapshots of pouncing around it's parents in green fields. Playing and grazing as it would see fit. Fast forward, later in life, it has its own mate and both trot around and graze to their liking. They have kids, that eventually grow up and repeat the cycle. But that deer, the parent, eventually, simply ends up as a juicy burger patty on somebody's plate on a wild hen night. Just like that, the life of the deer concludes without even making an inch of a difference to anything in this God given time, apart from its obvious immediate connections and a drunk lady sitting on a bench, munching on a delicious burger. Even the immediate connections are pre-programmed to expect this cycle of life.

Similarly for us humans, sure we are not part of any regular food chain (in our normal modern setting), but we go through a similar (if not the same) cycle. Born, bread then mature to start on our own, but then just like that we crumble. Maggots ridden flesh lead to disintegrating bones that soon turn to dust. So our fate is that we become one with the earth and we meet our maker. No sign of us ever being their apart from a few material things, that given enough time will also be consumed by the divine cycle. Perhaps the longest might be stone placed in plane with the markings of our name, but even that is not impervious to the ages.

Such is our of existence that some of us take too seriously while others evaluate through the light of religion. Chasing goals that benefit our material existence, when in reality, if there is anything even remotely credible, concrete or worthwhile in this time that we've been granted, it is the religion.

So this is our episode of existence. Lead role played by us, that will end in 30 minutes and perhaps for the first half of it we may not even realise that, therefore wasting a lot of our time. Our whole life, from start to finish, is but a moment. A summarised moment where we (the deer) notice a pair of headlights approaching and then just darkness.

Perhaps we need to disengage a bit from this materialism, ignore our mortality and focus on milking the time granted to us to prove our worth.