Changing Times

I remember when i was in my highschool and we used to study evolution of life, the appearance of difference species onto the face of earth, the developmental stages of society, establishment of ethics, identification of religions and the ever growing world of sciences, arts and philosophy creating history onto the face of this universe. I remember how we think that life floats every moment. It is the sum of these little moments that give us our entire life, it is this run that enables us to establish ourselves. And i also remember how i have been running to establish my life throughout this journey with always new horizons ahead. And here is when, at this very point, i get stuck in the chaos. This is when i want to take a rest, to talk to myself, to ask some questions, to have my own view of about this game, we usually call life, that has three basic stages commonly known as birth, living and death. This is where i want to feel with what phase of this game i am dealing with. And when i look around, i see alot of things but i don't see the answers what i started to look around for. What if i want to play the second phase of the game, what if i want to live, i ask  and then i see that there are bare faces having expectations inside eyes, questions in the expressions and judgements in the brains. They always tell me you are what you've got rather than you are what you are. I want to reply back to let them know that this is in contradiction to the views of the person residing in this body. Then there is a push from behind with an echo that asks me to let it the way it is and to get back to the path i was moving on.