Game over ???

The end.

The epitome of finality. The endgame. Full stop. over.gone.goodye & god bless.
But what beyond the full stop?
Have you ever taken time out from your busy calendar that is synced with your blackberry and wondered what is above and beyond this finiteness?
Generally stories begin at the beginning. I believe it always begins, where the others end.
I wondered what lies ahead ( during a space-out-session pulling out equity stats from bloomberg ) of THIS.
What next?
As conformists in a nation glorifying conformity, we all will grow old, make some money, sleep around, lose some money, get married, sleep (just ! ), have kids, attend their kindergarten interviews, talk to them (awkwardly) about sex, watch them grow older while they watch you getting old, switch from bread-butter to muesli and watch them grow up to be conformists too...

Please don't get me wrong, my critique on conformism and not on conformists. Conformists, by definition, can not be blamed. We do what we are told to, read what we are supposed to read, and not ask questions that have difficult answers... They(we) do everything they(we) can to lead a non-invasive life in an stereotypical non-disruptive world. Much like the MATRIX.

My point is well, to point out the pointless pursuit of conformity. Are we to be conformists or not conform to tradition.... doest not conforming make us a conformist, by sheer definition of the term. I don't know... and Its six on a Saturday, so I don't care.

The question is what next? that is the question always... When your mind is stuck in the past and worried about the future. When you show utter disrespect to the moment that currently passes by. THIS MOMENT. right here. gone. never to come back. This is next. moment by moment. It passes. Like the sands of time, like the ocean blue. It slips right through or fingers...
So enjoy it while its alive. be alive in it... be alive with it.

What next huh?
Don't know, Don't care.
Peace out.

The beginning...



"We like someone because.
We love someone although."
- Henri de Montherlant