Perhaps there is an antidote can one take to ward off the conflict that the internalization of mortality is susceptible to bring? A glass of red wine? A belief in something, divine?
Perhaps, for some of us, there are no permanent resolutions, and the best we can do is learn to manage the conflict between two illusions.
Perhaps, we must always live with the realization that occasionally, the rug may be pulled out from under my feet.
Perhaps part of managing is accepting that for some of us, this is as good as it gets, and having this option is a blessing.
Perhaps another possibility is to experience a sense of universal connectedness, which brings about the feeling of existing beyond one’s current form, the ‘self’.
Perhaps one day, the essence of such ephemeral moments will be captured and preserved in a glass vial, to be worn, and the walls of mortality would be torn.
Perhaps, one day, I will wear a smile that mirrors the serene joy seen on the lips of enlightened beings.
Perhaps…
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