The Best way to predict the future is to create it
Death does not concern us
For we knew we were mortal all along
Because so long as we exist
Death is not here, or there
And when she comes
We no longer exist
Until then I may at times
Distract myself with pleasure
Not because I don’t seek
A profound sense of meaning
But because, we built this world on pleasure
And by tasking it I am made human
Made to know why people labour
Though I know there is nothing
Outside myself that can ever enable
Me to get better, stronger, richer, quicker, smarter
Everything is within
Everything exists and will continue
Without me, so if I seek anything
Outside myself, it’s only me dallying
With the inevitable reality
Of a wonderfully inner cosmos.