Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing-away of oneself and an eventual extinction.
That is beautifully said. I'm moved by this passage and the entire post. Impermanence is something I've been grappling with lately, and your writing has given me a new perspective. Thank you.
I know what you mean. It wasn't until I got older and saw how quickly my friends and family members had been more or less forgotten a year or so after they died that I realized what a slim grasp we have on BE-ing. Yet, in a way this has helped me to get as much joy (or even a little joy) out of each day. Until organic life is confirmed on some other planet I'm going to do my best to appreciate the amazing fact that I'm even alive . . . even my painful moments attest to the fact of how rare we living creatures are in this univers.