Life is a funny thing, don't you think?
We spend years in a chase with content, and very few reach what they seek,
yet we all will die eventually.
We see him coming. We hide behind large walls and turn our face from his stinging gaze set on our core.
But nothing will stop him from taking us.
No amount of worry or fear or hard work will shield you from the inevitable dance with death.
So why do we try?
We strive,
We thrive,
We even bring others in on this game of chase-tail.
But we all know none lasts. So why do we live?

Because we have nothing else to do.
So if there is a god,
(None know for certain)
He is quite the creative fellow.
All hues of skin, bright waves of personality, unique and twisted plots.
JFK, ******, the titanic, cable television, the string theory, polyester fiber, *******, iPhones, apple pie, band camp, the trojan war, electric blankets, Einstein's laws.
Where does he come up with this stuff???

Such effort put into a place some will only be in for a few hours, others for half a century or more, just to reach the same expected fate.
Time is relative.
Life is relative.
But we make it such an overwhelmingly relevant thing.
Simply because we have nothing better to do.