我在这篇文章里面写了我们对人生的一种选择. 在我们没有时间的时候我们是否会后悔? 我们是否会轻轻的被黑夜给征服了? 还是我们会选择我们人生的路. 这个是我在最失落的时候领悟到的: 人生是一个过程. 我们要懂的如何去接收而不是去揭破.
End of Days
How easy is it for us to accept life as it is, to let the day and the night guide us through our lives, pushing us from one day to the next. There is no stopping the sun from setting and avoiding the darkness, "…do not go gentle into that good night, old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light…" (Dylan Thomas) The struggle of hanging on to life, to yearn for something more. Our greed for life makes us battle the days, the longing to smash that hour glass that slowly funnels away our every seconds. But in the end, when the final curtains are about to close, our hearts are filled with nothing but regret. Longing to have done the things we wanted to do. When can we truly accept our lives as they are? Yet we do not choose our paths differently. Laying in our death beds, dying, sleeping, "and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil.." (William Shakespeare: Hamlet). With a final struggle we do nothing but concede. Give into the gentle night, watching as the final light diminishes from our eyes and fall into a sleep, that we might wake up, like a cocoon emerging into a butterfly. Into a new World. A World that will await us and embrace us with open arms. Like sleep our lives will pass, episode after episode, and in the end…. Then again will there be an end? |
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发表于 2006-4-3 23:51
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