Trainthoughts
There is something about standing on a train track that makes me question the validity of my mortality. Can I really die? Can I? Can you? Do we ever really die? I think in a higher sense, no. In a tangible, reach-out-and-grab-it kind of way, yes, obviously. People die every day.
I could croak as I type this. I have 2048 characters available to type this little caption at steepshot. Does that mean it's the end? No. I'll just go to steemit and add more words after I post this, if I feel the need to say more. Or I could make a brand new post.
Life carries on, even after the expected ending. If the train hits me as i stand here, is that all she wrote? No more Serena? Splattered bones and unrealized dreams stretched down across the tracks?
I believe there's a better train waiting for me on the other side. One day I'll catch it. One day it will catch me. Your train is out there, too. Even if you haven't found the tracks yet.
Steepshot
I've stood on some train tracks, and it's strange now that you've brought it up, that I've always thought of train tracks being places where two things happen - trains run on them and deaths occur on them.
I believe that life carries on also, but recently I've started wondering how it would be. In our present lives we alternate between the waking and sleeping states. A large percentage of our lives are spent being unaware we are alive, in the sleep state. All of an after life could be like the sleep state, which wouldn't be too interesting, even though we'd still exist. But I want to believe that whatever happens after we die, if we still exist, we'll recognize where we are, and won't feel lost or confused, or sorry that we are there.
Great post Serena!
nice .. awsam
Awsam?
oh... i get it i think.. lol (awesome?) I feel so old
I love what you did here. It is deep and also encouraging. I think I have found my tracks but with a fork at the end. Still contemplating which way to go.
Your post made me think of this:
Although not so much a crazy train but still a train :p
I have a tattoo of a latin quote "finis vitae sed non amoris" which means "the end of life but not of love". Life ends but certain things, like love, and energy, and memories, always remain in the hearts and minds of the people left behind. Love the photo and post =)
Inception?
Standing on the tracks? Well, I have my own railroad tracks to stand on...
