Meaning.

 Who knows the true purpose of life?

Should we spend our lives seeking meaning, or is it enough to finish each day content?
Is life a ‘struggle’? Or is it a ‘fun ride’?
The rich never appear satisfied or whole; they always pursue more.
The poor struggle and savour the rare day of abundance, carefree and creating memories.
We hurry, we search, without direction or purpose. We chase ease and calm through material possessions and fleeting pleasures. We fill our homes and minds; thought turns into our adversary.
So we eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow reality and bills will arrive.
All the while, time looks on and smiles.
Only time knows when it is ‘up’, watching as everything unfolds.
Ultimately, only time will be your enemy.
‘Time will tell’, but never be told when to end.

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