Terminal Two Too, At The End, I Exit Stage Right - IMRAN™
Terminal Two Too, At The End, I Exit Stage Right - IMRAN™
Al the world’s a stage.... Life is a journey. Et tu... There are many phrases describing our time alive. Dates marking milestones, when we’re embarking on the one way trip, to distant places of our final disembarking. In the long term, no matter what terms we desire or what conditions we live in, the terms & conditions of our earthly contract require that our days contract to zero, even if we’re a hero, in reality or merely in our minds. Mind you, minds fade, bodies contract, but the impacts of our good deeds expand and legacies of great acts grow. One day we all reach the terminus, whether through a terminal ailment, or a crashing end due to the collisions of fate and destiny ending our physical travels through the space time continuum. What continues are the memories we take with us, and the joys we leave behind in those whom we leave behind. The irony, the ones we leave behind continue into the future beyond us, continuing spinning around the solar ace of our planets, finding solace in knowing that in our end we went to a time and space with no end. So, dear fellow traveler today, or a future journeying reader long after I’m gone, gone may be my physical remains, but my presence in your mind and heart shall remain, long after I, IMRAN, EXIT (stage / right). (Thoughts inspired just from placing my name watermark in this Photo I took at JFK Terminal 2).
© 2019 IMRAN™
Terminal Two Too, At The End, I Exit Stage Right - IMRAN™
Terminal Two Too, At The End, I Exit Stage Right - IMRAN™
Al the world’s a stage.... Life is a journey. Et tu... There are many phrases describing our time alive. Dates marking milestones, when we’re embarking on the one way trip, to distant places of our final disembarking. In the long term, no matter what terms we desire or what conditions we live in, the terms & conditions of our earthly contract require that our days contract to zero, even if we’re a hero, in reality or merely in our minds. Mind you, minds fade, bodies contract, but the impacts of our good deeds expand and legacies of great acts grow. One day we all reach the terminus, whether through a terminal ailment, or a crashing end due to the collisions of fate and destiny ending our physical travels through the space time continuum. What continues are the memories we take with us, and the joys we leave behind in those whom we leave behind. The irony, the ones we leave behind continue into the future beyond us, continuing spinning around the solar ace of our planets, finding solace in knowing that in our end we went to a time and space with no end. So, dear fellow traveler today, or a future journeying reader long after I’m gone, gone may be my physical remains, but my presence in your mind and heart shall remain, long after I, IMRAN, EXIT (stage / right). (Thoughts inspired just from placing my name watermark in this Photo I took at JFK Terminal 2).
© 2019 IMRAN™