Discordance In Harmony

What life really mean?




As simple as this question is, it's one of my deepest thoughts that always intrigue me whenever I give time to meditate on it.





So let's look at the SIMPLE life of a man. Shall we?





First, he's born. Then he grows. Gets education (at least in our contemporary system). After school. Gets a job. Then gets married. Have kidsss...and what next? He dies!





Haa! Just like that? That's all there is to a man?





It thrills me how life seems so simple when viewd from an elevated plane.





Benny Hinn said something about what another man said: "Man is like a speck of dust when viewd from the moon."





Imagine that!
A speck of dust?
......





"That's not fair!", you'ld say.





But, what's really fair in this life?
Is it the job you applied for and you were turned down because you refused to go to bed with the boss, or you refused to give bribe?





Tell me, what's fair?





At least for us in Nigeria here, we know almost everything in this country is not fair, starting from even the very free 'Good morning' you get from even children alone, you'll know that life isn't fair, because the sound of the greeting would be so twisted to something like:





"Goomonyii"
and for others its
"Guumorr", you would think they were abusing you.





Not to talk of mentioning the dead undue 'unfairness' from noisy politrickians, (permit me please..) lying lawyers (shysters if you like), fake pastors at every bend, bad government, bad economy, even out-of-gauge life-snuffling sunlight...





So you see everything is unfair in life.





Man (as I was saying), is like a speck of dust really.





All the university, church, Job, marriage, sex, kids, and the rest of them, will just end on a fateful day.





On that day, man wil actualy know his real destiny.





A man gives or leaves an alibi to stand as a disguise so that you (that is if you're not a smart lawyer enough) would never know he committed a crime!





Yes! That's it! Our earthly destiny is like an alibi.





It helps us cover our real tracks!
And whilst all we see aound us is our destiny, we forget that our destiny is just an alibi. We'll get caught soon, 'cos one day the great jugde from whom no truth is withholden will stand and ask from you the truth, and life can no longer have a grip on you, and what happens!!!?





You're cold. You're moved to an
ambulance. Next, mother earth welcomes you, and the light of planet earth cease to shine on you for heavy thudding sounds rents the air as earths itself seal your tomb, and you're consumed in darkness. Still and stiff.





And, were is the youthful lifestyle then?





Were are the times when a bottle of Fayrouz would mean an insult on you. If you're not done with half a crate, you're going no where!
Were are the times when you moaned as you locked yourself under those thick sheets with a flesh that is not yours, deep in emotions and deathly passion?

Knock on those graves, and let the dead hear.

Wake up from your death she waits for you under the sheets, naked and bare. The heat is terribly on, ravish yourself just one more time.

Ho..! One more bottle and the day's gone...arise, the barman offers three bottles for the pay of one.

The rains has beat hard upon the crates. The sun has turned its contents to grey!
Yet! You refuse to break loose the cords of death and have just one more seep!

Whereas, your alibi stands on the shores that divides earth and eternity.
The chains of an unseen hand bounds it up, and never again will it stand to fool the world.

Now you're immortal, and you face the Immortal.
Your rags fouls the air. The scent is too clean to harbour your filth.

The Judge rises to give His last judgement, and you're defenceless.
Your alibi wouldn't even dare break loose to shield you.

You judged. Sentenced to death. An immortal death.
You die a billion times, yet you never die at all.

Immortality is your nature.
Earthly death was only the vehicle that ushered you to your REAL destiny.

A destiny you choose by yourself, with your hands, with your brains intact.

No one ever imposed it on you. You enjoyed it, and to ward off offending charges, you simply put there an alibi to cover your tracks.

Won't it be unfair to serve you what you never asked for?




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