When you die
 and there’s nothing left of you
 Not a shape
 Not a thought
 Not even a negative space
 How will it be
 to be so
 completely deleted?
 You simply aren’t

 It doesn't matter
 not a bit
 I’ve seen it over
 and over
 A body replete
 Even when critically ill
 enlivened by …..
 Then a husk deplete
 Empty of everything
 Rendering that person
 regardless of eminence 
 of no consequence
 What is it 
 to be nothing
 less than 
 no consequence
 How can it be
 that a consciousness
 to nothingness?
 The fact of existence
 confuses us
 Even more so
 conscious life tends to make us think we are important
 When our rational selves
 are fully aware
 that the sheer scale of existence
 reduces us to insignificance 
 This is our  lived contradiction 
 Our denial for survival
 When it doesn’t really make any sense at all
 Existence will end
 There was nothing before
 There will be nothing after
 There is no purpose
 to living in between
 but we do
 Clutching at a senseless hope for meaning 
 or  even something better after

It should be enough 
just to be here for the ride

2 thoughts on “Fatalism

    • I think we human beings have confused dominance over other species and landscapes with being something so special we are entitled to a post life experience or existence. Only our arrogance makes it difficult to believe otherwise.


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