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I am dying. I am dying and there's nothing I can do about it. I know this, but I refuse to believe that I will just fade away quietly: that when I'm gone and when those that knew me are gone, that there will be nothing more of me in existence. I want to be remembered; I want to make a mark. Is it not the human condition to desire this?

I feel that no matter what good thing I attempt to pursue, it takes me somewhere that I had never intended to be, and that much further from my goal. Every consequent step taking me further down a tangential path I never consciously made. I have two hands and a voice and the knowledge of how to use them, but I feel less and less that I am competent enough even to do that.

I don't desire fortune or fame, but at least profundity. I do desire to be a good person. I strive to be the best person that I can be, and I am not blind to the fact that I am clearly not achieving this goal. As each day passes, I feel myself sitting idly by as my potential slips and my window of opportunity closes a little more. I am dying. I am dying, and I need to do something about it.
Just some thoughts:

No, I'm not actually terminal, not in an immediate sense lol

I scribbled out this little bit of prose one night, and I didn't know what to do with it. So I thought I'd share it with you. 
Hopefully by the end of reading it, it doesn't seem like too much of a downer, but rather a place to start: an...impetus, so to speak :P
I like sharing my thoughts like this. You might expect to see more of these from me in the future :)


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THEvenomizer Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2014  New member Hobbyist General Artist
yep, U are dying! ME is dying! ALL OF US are born to die ... shit, hmm? without the sight of death life would be meaningless... I will link "Carmen" here :…
AnnetteScribbles Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This is just beautiful! I can really get a feel for the pure emotion and how the words flow. this is most lovely. When I write I tend to forget my surrounding I forget the world around me a go to the place of thought and memory. as if I am there in the place, time and thought as I write. I can really see that you put all your emotion into this piece. 
I wish you my best friend
~Haley Argh! Stupid writer's block. 
Manlarr Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014
scarlettdeviant2 Featured By Owner Jul 29, 2014
seems like your in my head.....
OdinofOld Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
I'm going to sleep on this and comment in the morning as I'm getting weak now.
I believe I can speak with some authority on the matter.
Sacramosis Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2014  Hobbyist
I know exactly what you mean.
barefootmamax6 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
yup, nobody gets out alive, not one single person.we can only busy ourselves to forget
TMaeth Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014
;-( just wow!
KingfisherSilentArmy Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Very interesting!
Maggiesdaisy Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
my condensed version could be "shit happen; move on as best as you can; do no harm"   

But I like your version much better: even if it did kinda make me sad. :D (Big Grin) 
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