I Wanna Swim In The Ocean

Time work like those soldier ants. Constantly working and forever marching on whatever the odds are. Nothing else matters.

And here we all are, trying to play catch and match up. Trying to survive and make ends meet, this life has become a race. One's loss becomes another's gain. We climb hoping to reach the top of the pile and when we peak, we do everything we can to stay there. Knocking off other summit admirers off their ascend cos the view at the top is too precious to be shared...

Maybe time is the ultimate enemy. An enemy gone and going unnoticed. It has crippled our liberty and kept us chained as it's servants. It has driven us to insecurity and fear for what lies ahead should we fail to progress. Thus our obsessions to succeed have never been short of determination and ideas. Only a handful lucky ones (bastards) get to reap the beautiful life instantly, easily, but for the majority it's almost a never ending struggle for success. Some will make the turn over eventually but the rest will live to bite the dust only.

Maybe we'll get a good run at life. Maybe not. Time is indeed running out and no one knows of what will become of our existence. But then allowing insecurities to creep in will make us live life as if our death notes have already been served. We can only plan so much. The rest have been written in the stars. So perhaps, we should just get on and take things in our strides. Believing whatever that comes will be overcome. Will is stronger than anything.

Right now, I just want to swim in the ocean. Nothing else matters.