In the midst of forever,
As if forever,
We pretend it’s forever.
Yet it is not even a fraction;
Merely a blink.
Yet that blink has to contain it all.
We live our lives as if it will never end. We pretend that after we die we will go on living. We do not like the idea of eternity existing without us. Yet it did and it does and it will.
Infinity is all around us. We are part of it but not of it.
We have to take our small section and live it to the full. It has to be everything to us.