When you ask people
about their biggest fears
they’ll say things like
the darkness, failure, loneliness
but a lot of them will say change.
The idea that change is something
to be feared has always bewildered me.
Perhaps because I’m one of the few ones
who isn’t really scared of it.
I accept change with open arms,
even if it’s something that I know is going to hurt.
I think this is why when I went back
to the place
where I lived for most of my life,
the fact that everything was still the same
scared me far more than leaving everything
I’d never known in favour of a new city.
Static. Same. Never changing.
Seeing the same buildings,
same people, with the same expressions
made me uncomfortable.
We run away from change because we’re afraid
it might destroy what we have.
But from the deepest of pain
comes the purest of joys.
This is about more than just me and you.
Change is universal. Change is the only constant.
Without change, there wouldn’t be caterpillars
turning into magnificent butterflies.
Without change, there wouldn’t be summer
turning into autumn giving out to winter.
Without change, there wouldn’t be the constant circle
of endings turning into beginnings.
No destruction and creation.
Shiva and Kali would weep in the heavens.
Without change, there would be no beauty.
There would be no life.
Change IS good.
It is the background noise of the universe.
We can’t ignore it.
One day, a hundred million, billion, trillion years from now;
when the earth is long gone and the last of the stars burn out.
Long after the the black holes turn to dust
and the dust turns to atoms
and the atoms turn to… nothing.
When the universe is just a sea of photons,
witnessed by nothing and no one.
When there will be no way
to set apart the past from the future
We will listen in from the other side.
Listen. *Silence.
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Maybe that is when will miss change the most.