“I think about death and dying a lot and I find it hard to not know when it’s going to happen. but i kind of like to think that death is not the tragic end of a story but the highest point of a star rising…”
Do you know what I found out while I slept?
I found out that inside of me there’s another me
and inside of that one is another one
what that means?
there is no end in being!
whenever you take one facade off there will be another and another and another
it is not about the body we live in
it’s not about the personality that we have developed in our life
so many things did happen in life
so much change we needed to accept
so much pain we had to go through
but there’s also joy that we experienced
there’s happy times
there’s healthy times
but still skin grows short and falls off when you grow
again and again
another layer of skin will appear
the older you get, the more often it will happen
every time it does, you think: I have I really liked my skin I would’ve like to keep it
but then you can’t
you have to let go and find out what the next layer has to offer
and I ask myself: is there a final and last layer?
what will it show?
will it make visible everything ?
like the purest me inside of me?
what will happen when it does?
will I be dead?
or is it maybe the final moment to really shine
and show the world how beautiful I am?
maybe life is my gift that i have to carefully unwrap
and when I finally did it is time to enjoy!