good morning!

i feel our life is like a ball of wool, intertwined and clumsy. but still one single strand of wool with one beginning and one end.
it can also be compared with a school of fish, with their several silvery wriggling bodies. some large others small. but still one school one destination.
it is a pack of wolves, scattered and wild. howling defiantly at the moon, the faster stronger ones at the front, the older ones at the back. but still one pack, one prey.
it is one life, with several jumbled events. some good, others bad. but with one squealing beginning, and one gasping end.
this life is nothing but a conveyor belt from this world to the next.
i know all this may sound a bit bleak, but after examining all the intrigues of life, the drama, the deceit, cares of this world, adventure, love. you will come to realize that it is all so very fleeting, no state lasts for long, the happiness is brief, sadness fades away, even love(eros) at some point fades away!, our ambitions change, as at the attainment of our goals, all we are left with in the place of our blazing ambition is an aching numbness, as we realise there is nothing else to look forward to, so we search frantically for new obstacles to surmount.
it has been said that the journey is the destination, and i am an avid believer of this, it is not the certificate we receive at the end of our academic session that is our education, nope our education is embedded in everyday we spent in the institution of learning.
like the mountain climber that goes through indescribable horrors to get to the top of the mountain, battling the terrifying cold, teeth chattering as his beard becomes an icicle, heart hammering as he hears the terrifying howls of the unidentified beast, each successive howl closer than the last, and his breath shallow as he carefully shuffles through precarious slopes. he finally reaches the top and he feels a rush of exhiliration and awe as he looks down, the world at his feet. then as suddenly as it comes the excitement disappears and he is left with the chilling sadness that only comes with the attainment of ones goals

so what is my final submission? it is simply this, live like everyday is your last! strive to achieve as much as possible, but with eternity firmly at the back of your, as wen d grim reaper comes calling, you are going to live all your wealth and achievements behind. like Solomon said all IS vanity. there is certainly going to be a part 2 of this musing, and i apologise if it is a tad disjointed, but from me this is good morning!