Rain

Close your eyes, listen to the sound of each rain drop dropping from the sky.

They are so many, the sound of each drop is lost in thousands more hitting the surface of water. Thousands and thousands drops as unique as another hitting the ground. Their cries merge into one creating an overwhelming static, blocking all sound until there is nothing to be heard in the static of rain; it is never-ending, it is eternal.

Static freezes the world, it stops time. Stop…rest… There is no more tomorrow, there was never yesterday, there is not even today, the only thing left for us is now, and this moment will last forever. Stop… You don’t have to go anywhere anymore, you don’t need to think about future, about the past, you don’t need to suffer anymore. Stop… the road was so long and hard; it is time to stop. This world does not matter anymore, there is nothing left in it but us. Rest…

Darkness will cover us from the burning light of the unattainable sun, rain will heal our wounds but it would never heal our scars. Rest… it is all over now; just us. Merge yourself with the static be one with the rain become free and do not think of anything else; just us.

Have you ever thought about the meaning of life? Why are we here? What is our purpose? A cruel joke of life don’t you think? Cursed to look for meaning in life that has no meaning, cursed to find a path to your own sun but no matter how far you have traveled it will always be on the horizon until you can no longer walk towards it; Rest… you don’t have to walk anymore this is the end. Fall.