ReBirth

Oh, how beautiful it would be to die, and know you’ll be born again. To escape this messy, unpredictable, choice filled, human tragedy. To escape that, and be born into a life far more simple, like an ant, or a blade of grass, or something small, and simple, and overall unimportant. Being a blade of grass would be the best possible life, in my opinion. Not a blade on some middle class, suburban lawn, but one far away, in the forest, in a meadow. Not a care in the world. No responsibility, no choices to be made, nothing like that. And being able to help, without having to try. Focused on absorbing water, and nutrients, and making sugar, and absorbing sunlight. And someday, when you’ve grown tall, and as strong as a blade of grass can be, some beautiful creation come wandering by, and eats you. Sounds kind of grim, doesn’t it? Not anymore grim than dying in this life, but grim none the less. But with your death, come the fact that your body, and all the work you’ve put into it, is going to help this creature that’s devoured you. That’s what i want. I want to live my life, knowing exactly why, and knowing exactly how my death will benefit others. I want to give my life to help others, if only by filling their tummy just a little bit. This life is so much harder. Back a number of years ago, when i was still a practicing southern baptist, I’d come to the conclusion, that what we have here on earth is our hell. This is where we are punished, and this is where we pay our penance. Make’s you wonder, what could be next? And why do we need anything other than what we have here? Are we, the humble human, so selfish, and so starving for time, that we’ve created a collective bedtime story, to help us reconcile with the fact that this is all there is? Were we so bad before religion, that we needed a cosmic reason to behave ourselves? My opinion on the bible, and this is not me baiting for a argument, is that it was written about a simple man. A man comparable to Ghandi, or Buddah, but a man. It’s been proven that Christs divinity was a matter of popular vote. Oh well, I’m going to save all that for another post. If anyone has a way to become a blade of grass, please let me know. As always, have a wonderful day, you beautiful people.