Past

I look at my reflection in the mirror and I don't see my face. I see everything that came before me. I see everything I was before I existed. I see the journey that every atom went through to get to this point. I am made of stars and fire and tears and ink and everything that has shaped this moment. I am a product of everything. Every single coincidence and catastrophe has led to this moment. They have led to me. I was created, by a coincidence or design or some combination of the two, I don't know, but I was created and so I exist as a tribute to everything that came before and a testament to what can yet come. If a mountain can become a tree, a star a human, radiation a flower, than what can I become? How will I change everything? Even as I breathe I am changing worlds. This slight change in the air is causing a ripple throughout time. Every action has an untraceable, tremendous reaction. The thoughts that are rolling through your head right now are changing everything that has yet to exist. And as you think about that, more is changing. We're on a nonstop course for everything and nothing we do can stop that. We are the beginning, middle, and end of someone's ripple effect. We're hurtling through time boldly touching every moment around us. Now that we exist we will forever exist in this moment. This is us no matter what. We are here. Now. Listen for a moment. Can you hear that? That is the sound of life. The breath in your lungs, the heart beat in your chest, that feeling as you think about these words. All of that is you. You are here, human, indescribably original, with the ability to create or destroy worlds with your breath. Existing is the most important thing you will ever do. It is impossible that every moment that led to you being you was just so you can pay your bills and die. You were born to leave an indelible impact on time and light up worlds with the flame of your heart. To live, as loud and as spectacular as possible.