Why continue if 200 years from now you will be dead?
This morning to leave home, I reflected on the great run that is life.
We both work, we are surrounded by obligations and in the end nothing will remain.
200 years from now all we know will be dead.
Their victories, achievements, pain, all this will last and will be just dust.
So what to keep running and stressing?
At that point I looked out the window and saw beautiful flowers growing in vacant lots the city.
At that moment, I could hear the divine voice say..
"See these flowers. Their life is totally ephemeral, they just bloom and wither, and they are as if they never existed.
But they shine, they give their best without complaint .. Be like them .."