If the inevitability of death merely heralds the inevitability of eternity, then I must ask myself, “What do I want from eternity?”
More than happiness,
more than comfort,
I want peace.
Not peace in knowing that I have everything I need,
or everything I want,
but peace in not needing anything or wanting anything…
no contention, no yearning, no expectations.
Just the absence of clutter,
the absence of noise,
the absence of unfulfilled expectations,
and more than anything, the absence of needing to trust.
Instead, the presence of silence without a need to break it.
No needs, no wants, no desires, no anything,