At the end, the final reckoning of one's life,
The inescapable conclusion that it has all been a sham, a facade.
The rationalization of our never-ending pursuits of wealth, material possession and approval with self-delusions of having a purpose in life - when in fact, all it was, was vanity.
And we will end the charade only when we've face the cold, hard realization that we've reached the bitter end - cold, alone, and without a friend.
Don't do what I've done, friends. Don't chase fame, glory or wealth. Don't wait until later to start living a life of meaning. Don't wait for someone else to come along and make you happy. Because ultimately, that someone else doesn't exist.
At the end, the final reckoning of one's life, The inescapable conclusion that it has all been a sham, a facade. The rationalization of our never-ending pursuits of wealth, material possession and approval with self-delusions of having a purpose in life - when in fact, all it was, was vanity. And we will end the charade only when we've face the cold, hard realization that we've reached the bitter end - cold, alone, and without a friend.
Don't do what I've done, friends. Don't chase fame, glory or wealth. Don't wait until later to start living a life of meaning. Don't wait for someone else to come along and make you happy. Because ultimately, that someone else doesn't exist.
Don't be like me.