Racing Through Life
Chasing the Dream
She raced her bike past the threshold of trees that separated light from darkness. Bumping along at breakneck speed, she flew over rocks and fallen branches, pushing deeper into the forest. When she came to a point of dense foliage, she stopped and dropped her vehicle. Without hesitation, she continued into the darker corners of the woods, slipping over muddy stumps and scratching her arms on piercing thorns. In her careless plunder, she tripped and began to tumble out of control down the length of a hill.
Broken in too many places, her strong will dragged her back onto her feet and she continued at a brutal pace. Further and further she stormed into the darkness, forcing away thoughts to do otherwise. A pain in her left shoulder grew more intense with every thrashing step she took, but she pursued her folly nonetheless. By now, blood was dripping into her eyes, blinding her and begging her to stop this madness. She wiped the crimson mess with muddy hands and the sting made her cry out. Again she tripped and this time she fell to her knees.
Attaining the Dream
With a loud scream she threw her body forward and began thrashing at the ground with all her might. In a savage state, she ripped apart dirt and leaves, digging into the earth like a wild animal. Suddenly, she heard the thud of a something solid and hollow. Grabbing a rock, she smashed down with all her might until she broke through this hidden chest. What lay inside was a single piece of perfectly white parchment. On it, were two words written in perfect calligraphy, “Too Late”. If it weren’t for her burning eyes or the excruciating pain that was now spreading across her chest, she would have recoiled in horror. Instead, she collapsed and slept forever.
For many adults, debts, families, and jobs often propel their life forward at breakneck speeds. Quickly leaving the realms of childhood, they experience a feigned sense of vitality which is neither real nor healthy for their journey. They make life their enemy, something that needs to be conquered. Like power-hungry warlords, they crash forward with all their might so that they might force life into submission, neglecting any opposition that begs them to slow down or stop. Some people are so caught up in this conquest that they will pursue their goals beyond any sensible means to do so. They move too fast and end up neglecting their bodies, refusing to appreciate them as vehicles that need upkeep and maintenance.
Sometimes, they can become so caught up in this race that they are blinded to everything around them. Like bulls, they charge forward, smashing apart anyone or anything that gets in their way. They continue like animals, disregarding this mess and digging deeper into the pit they’ve created. Finally, they reach their goal. At this point, no one else is around. This moment was their one desire for so long, that all else was left behind long ago. Now that they finally attained this long-sought-after treasure, they realize that there is no one to share it with.
For some, they will deny this truth until the end of their days. Upon their death bed, they will finally realize what they’ve missed and will spend their last moments of life in horror. For others, the shock will plunge them into the darkness that they have created for themselves. In these dark realms of realization, they will finally understand how futile their persistence had been. They will feel the pain they have caused. In their last moments, they will feel sorry and will quietly fall asleep.
Breathe deeply. Slow down. Don't be in such a rush. This moment is all that there is, the rest is in your mind. Feel your body. See the world around you. Life is beautiful. Don't be in such a rush. Smell the flowers. Love yourself. Smile at others. This life is here for you, not the other way around. Now is the time to recognize your divine presence. Time is an illusion. We are eternal. Feel the flow. Be free and free others.