Life
by Joe Brainard
When I stop and think about what it's all about I do come up with some answers, but they don't help very much. I think it is safe to say that life is pretty mysterious. And hard.
Life is short. I
know that much. That life is short. And that it's important to keep
reminding oneself of it. That life is short. Just because it is. I
suspect that each of us is going to wake up some morning to suddenly
find ourselves old men (or women) without knowing how we got that way.
Wondering where it all went. Regretting all the things we didn't do. So I
think that the sooner we realize that life is short the better off we
are.
Now, to get
down to the basics. There are 24 hours a day. There is you and there
are other people. The idea is to fill these 24 hours as best one can.
With love and fun. Or things that are interesting. Or what have you.
Other people are most important. Art is rewarding. Books and movies are
good fillers, and the most reliable.
Now you know that
life is not so simple as I am making it sound. We are all a bit fucked
up, and here lies the problem. To try and get rid of the fucked up
parts, so we can just relax and be ourselves. For what time we have
left.
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