Fear. . .
3 weeks ago
"Let's travel to the land beyond the Doors of Perception. Step outside the boundaries of your mind, lose yourself in the eternal collective unconscious..." ~Mariska, Queen of Psychedelia
a reoccurring depression episode keeps haunting me lately. .
the fear of my own morality. . .
the fear of death. . .
Seeing my parents getting older, my grandmother. . . hell even my sister. .
it makes my heart sink, it scares me having attachment, of one day everything I've worked for, I've achieved, I've lived to make. . .
will be over. . no matter how hard I try to fight it, it just keeps replying in my head. . a broken record on loop. . .
the fear of my own morality. . .
the fear of death. . .
Seeing my parents getting older, my grandmother. . . hell even my sister. .
it makes my heart sink, it scares me having attachment, of one day everything I've worked for, I've achieved, I've lived to make. . .
will be over. . no matter how hard I try to fight it, it just keeps replying in my head. . a broken record on loop. . .
FA+

Easier said than done, but accepting it is the best course of action. Because, it is inevitable. Many people who had a brush with their own mortality say it made them reevaluate what matters, and what doesn't. And I think we could all use that sort of clarity. The things you do, the things you achieved, consider the whys. Why you have tried to go for them. Why they were meaningful to you. Why they brought you joy. Because in this fleeting world, joy, companionship, community and art enjoyed for its own intrinsic sake is, in many ways, more important and fulfilling.
If you leave a legacy behind, awesome. And it is sad to think that things you did will not matter to others once you are gone. But they matter to you, and that is important to keep in mind.
I hope this didn't come preachy.
thank you for sharing your wisdom