Death, permanence and irony

Your blood moves in your veins 

Air moves through your lungs 

Food moves through your digestive tube 

Planets moves in orbit around stars. 

Times clicks aways eternally 

Life is eternal impermanence

Idleness is nowhere to be found. 


Yet one cause of our deepest sorrow as human is our desire for things to be permanent. 

We hope for eternal love

We hope for eternal bliss

Some wait for heavens of eternal peace

How ironic that human are terrified of death. 


Death is the end of all movement. 

Death is permanence. 

Death is what we actually ask for.