Salvation

Is time a companion or a stalker? Something that hunts you all your life. Sometimes when the beast nears, you feel a sense of urgency, a pull at your gut, telling you something must be done, but what?! Nothing comes to mind, life seems hopeless, a pointless journey one cannot hope to finish well.

All the gains you’ve made, your friends, loved ones, people who would do anything to help you, all fail you in the end. Time always gets his prey. But is all really lost? Is the sole purpose of life to win the game? How can it, it is impossible. Maybe the purpose is just to make those friends and loved ones.

Suddenly life seems easier, the pressure lessens, you feel at ease. Your attention comes to present, your eyes look into those of your lover. All at once your soul is stolen away and it all seems worthwhile, after all.