Created to Think

Each inhale, a step; each exhale, a mark on the path. We begin the journey with a cry echoing through sterile air, and embark on a descent as inevitable as the setting sun. Time reminds us of our impermanence. Within this finite symphony lies a space to plumb the depths of knowing, to glimpse the transcendent. And what melody do we play in this brief composition? How do we navigate these fleeting notes? Is it not in fulfilling our potential, in discerning our responsibilities, in leaving a resonant echo on the score of humanity? Not because the sands slip through our fingers, but because the wisdom we seek might fade before we reach the end. If we meander, lost in life’s daydreams, we’ll still breathe and eat and dream. But will we truly savor the human experience? Each heartbeat is a precious measure. Each choice, a strum on the strings of our existence. Let us, then, seize each moment with purpose and passion. In doing so, we honor the exquisite gift that is life. 

"But what, then, am I? A thinking thing, it has been said. But what is a thinking thing? It is a thing that doubts, understands, conceives, affirms, denies, wills, refuses; that imagines also, and perceives." Rene Descartes