Ever want to learn to fly and be a part of the wind?
Ever want to learn swimming and be through the ocean, like the drop?
Ever want to sway like the trees and be selfless?
Or be as steadfast as the mountains?
Be as melodious as the nightingale or
As deadly as the bat in a soup?

But birds can only fly, a drop can only be a part of water.
Trees can't move, mountains are something we dig up.
nightingale can only sing or the bat can only ****.

What about the rest?
Rest of it all.
All of the rest.

The nothingness of everything, ending into something.

How could you be ALL?
While aiming for nothingness.

Ever want to die? - because this life is too short for you to be finishing up everything.

So you decide to complete everything at once by letting it go.