Let’s be determinists for a while. Just assume that I’d die at 72 years old. If my whole life equals a day, then I’m at 8.30 am. This is the time people go to work. Or maybe earlier than that…?
But I’m still not. I’m not that expectation!
Since I don’t even know where I should go…
I don’t wanna mention that as a failure, because I know what does matter is quality. Yeah somehow…. it’s about the accumulated deed too.
Nevertheless, how do we count those things? I mean, do we live for such an assessment, being judged, being scrutinized? Why life sounds like it has been defined as a competition. Who are the jurors? God and all His employees? Or humans with countless perspectives? What’s the actual prize?
Is it worth all the effort?
Are we really that weak while the others are holding the gavel?
If we just live in a day,
What are we gonna do?
Or the question is who are we living for? Being egotistical for ourselves? Or being naive for people around us? Where’s the even point?
I don’t know..
All I know is that this path is way too staggering…
Bandung,
October 8th, 2020
