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We always want to know what’s next. When all that is required of us is now. That gets rejected in the sight of the unseen. Can you believe it? We forfeit what is for what could be. Somehow wishing our life away. A life that we are not reall...

We always want to know what’s next.
When all that is required of us is now.
That gets rejected in the sight of the unseen.
Can you believe it? We forfeit what is for what could be.
Somehow wishing our life away. A life that we are not really living — or
a life lived in darkness. 
In fear of all that has not yet occurred.
A fear that ties our souls to death we have yet to die.
What comes next after death? [What comes before life?] We would give every breath in exchange for that knowledge.
Our search never ending. Life and lives given to death and deaths.
Our curiosity is choking our ability to be satisfied.
Questions left unanswered to keep us from seeing what’s in front of us. 
Steadfast in uncertainty we only switch lanes when we feel we are nearing the end.
The end is our next. But we are not even sure.
Our quest for the end has only led to more beginnings.
Now is what is ours and it will never quench the thirst we have to be thirsty.
Today is pregnant with tomorrow but we would rather probe and sonogram than wait to come to terms with what will soon be…our now..if we just wait.
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