I am eternally grateful that thus far I have had very many moments of blessings and peace.

More later. Insomnia prompt. Good night

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Okay. Nearly seven days and one day of restful sleep later, I continue to write. There are few things in my life that I can label as eternal. Actually there is only one thing in my life that is eternal: it’s my parents’ love for me. I say this in confidence because I’ve felt love even before I was born. I’m sorry if this triggers some people. It hasn’t been a “happy love” more than it is a constant love. There were rocky moments between us, as there usually are in the youth.

Love is love though. And we love each other as best as we can. I love my dog. That will also never change.

Other than that, everything in my world is in constant flux. Nothing is eternal nor even semi-permanent. Even my hair doesn’t stay the same and my telomeres shorten despite my baby face.

So back to eternal things. I have a tendency to be existential, and I have the occasional crisis regarding death. That’s a permanent state too, right? There’s that whole “til death do us part” saying, that has me questioning if love ends at death. Is love only “felt and given”, and thus ends when we expire? Or can we hope for some immortalized love that transcends centuries.

Romeo and Juliet loved each other. So does that love continue or do we just put a past tense to it?

Does love really end at death? It’s certainly an expression of death, as Christians believe. Does it transcend death then? I’m spinning my mind in circles.

Back to “Eternally”.

What else can I count as eternal? Nothing really. Simply love, and death.

I admit this post doesn’t have much juice to it. Usually my brain is brimming to talk about all the things in my head. Now I feel that “I should just write anything in order to fit the song prompt.”

I hope my next Opening Sequence brings us both more substance.

Finite. That’s it. No more.