This Brief Life

Old souls wander the universe, surrounded by modern minds.

Somewhere, a bridge stretches between them—

imagination, exploration, and wonder connecting the lot.

Each of us, small in the eye of the cosmos.

Each life, a grain of sand

dripping through the hourglass of millennia.

Stay a moment... and see through the eyes of the stars.

This Brief Life

Where It Matters

In this brief life I’ve seen,

The world has turned tens of times.

To me, a literal lifetime.

To the stars, only a breath.

I’ve studied so much

And learned so little.

Where have I really been?

And what did it mean?

Where might I truly go?

What will it teach?

I ride with you—and everyone else.

Yet, no two destinations are the same.

Or aren’t they all?

Ash to ash

Dust to dust

A journey with no definitive finish.

Only a scattered belief in what to do next,

echoed from steps already walked.

Meet me on the edge of life—

and death.

Because that’s where it matters.

If you think it does.

I’ll be there,

Waiting. Wanting.

Writing

Blink and you'll miss it—

this life.

Good Fortune to You

-Your Madman