26 November 2016
We are afraid of the unknown – a force so much bigger than we are and over which we have no control. We are afraid it will crush us, destroy us. We feel utterly insignificant in front of it. It moves at its own pace and without any consideration of us. It has a will of its own – or, perhaps more terrifyingly, it has no will.
Such is Life. It is always unknown. And this terrifies us.
In the face of it, we hide away in the tiny, comfortable boxes we create for ourselves, imagining that they will outlast its raging hurricane. Our fear of annihilation tricks us into spending our lives in safe, suffocating spaces – planning a deceptively seemingly-controllable future. But, by trying to shield ourselves from the unpredictable force of Life, we dig our own graves and condemn ourselves to live in them. In the face of existential angst, we choose a slow and terrible death.
The truth is that we will die. There is no choice in the matter.
The choice we have is how we spend our life – whether we suffocate in our early graves or fly with the hurricane.
Photo Credits: Jirati Juntranimit