Life's cycle

Im writing this in the aftermath of reading a certain novel, and i know as i type this, the impact of the message i had understood will fade from me, but i still want this to be heard, or read, or comprehended by someone.

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Life is a wheel, and in its own imitation of immortality, we are all just strolling alongside it.

Whatever you do, never try to stop the wheel, or you will be crushed. But never forget how the wheel starts over when the rotation ends.

Remember that feeling as a kid, when the best days of your life, you could just walk around and look at shit? No worries, teachers, or homework, but a day of just fucking around with some friends? Playing Guns, chasing each other, running around in a stream unafraid of what might be in it, other than some fantastic, sea monster of your own creation?

As adults we lose that, in order to make way for the younger ones, and while its okay to lament for a while, we must eventually move on and accept our role with the wheel.

Live in happiness, but not in the past.
Live for the future, while rolling the wheel now.


-----------Influenced by the diminishing memories of Stephen King's "IT"