Have you ever questions yourself "What's Life?"
Not that 'life is anything that breathe or alive'. More like a broad answer focus on yourself.
Live.Laugh.Love
That's what we're meant to believe and everything will be alright.
You're gotta get hurt to understand growth.
I'm not gonna disagree with that statement. I mean look at forex traders, they lost a lot of money while they were rookies before they could get more money.
It's not a good analogy but it fits. You're gotta face breakup before you can understand love. Love is more complex and simple thing for a human to feel.
Love has no meaning. If someone puts a meaning on love then they can also put a meaning on breakup.
Where am I going with this? Nowhere?
What's Life? That's a question I ask myself everyday.
Every day I wonder: do I exist because people know me? Do I exist because someone knows my name? Or am I already dead, and my mind is just running simulations of things I experienced while I was alive?
Oh right. I did fall from an 18-meter scaffold.
I told my supervisor that the webbing on my safety harness was badly cut. He still told me to work on the scaffold with faulty gear.
Now they're going to blame me. Either they'll say I never mentioned it, or they'll quietly cover it up.
"Why didn't he request a new one?"
"Why didn't he report it to his supervisor?"
"Why did he climb the scaffold knowing the PPE was faulty?"
[A/N: Personal Protective Equipment]
"Why didn't he tie off to a safe ledger?"
Those bastards. They always dodge accountability.
#ZeroExcuses100%Accountability
And yet they never take full accountability themselves.
Why am I complaining if I'm dead?
Either way, I never realized death could be…
Somber.
Yeah. That's the word.
I'm not glad I'm dead. I'm sad that I'm dead.
I didn't accomplish anything. I had a life plan—a detailed one. I was going to finish all of it. It wasn't a bucket list, though it looked like one. The life plan wasn't meant to make me happy. It was meant to make life simple.
Not happy. Simple.
happiness; a luxury i can afford but a feeling i cannot live
Man. What A life!
Why is it crowded in here? Where even am I? Wasn't I suppose to be dead? and why does it feel like I've repeated the same thoughts before?
Let's try to shift.
"Wait, my water just broke."
Who is speaking? Is that a woman speaking?
"MOM! MY WATER JUST BROKE."
Why is she screaming? Wait, is she about to give birth? Am I being reincarnated right now? Why though?
"It's too early. Weren't you supposed to give birth next week? The doctor said you'll give birth next week, what's going on?"
Who is that other woman? I guess it must be her Mom. Shall I take a look and see?
"ARGHHHHHHHHHH! He's coming mom."
She's screaming so loud. I mean, giving birth is painful after all.
"Let me call the ambulance."
Will I be able to fit in that hole? Shall I give it a try?
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! It'll... It'll be late. Take me to the hospital Mom."
Maybe I shouldn't try to peek anymore.
"But honey---"
"NOW MOM!!!"
This is the most uncomfortable place to be in.
"GOD DAMNIT, start you piece of shit."
She sounds angry. Is that the sound of an engine starting? Guess we're on the way to hospital.
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
Wait is that the sounds of a sirens?
"Honey, can you hold on a little bit, it looks like the police is pulling us over."
Okay. I guess she was spending. Am I supposed to call her grandmother since she's the mother of the woman who is giving birth to me?
"Good afternoon mam. Do you know why I pulled you over man?"
Let's try and see.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Oh shit I forgot about that.
"Oh, I'm sorry mam. It looks like the woman is about to give birth. How about we drive infront of you to the hospital?"
I guess the man who said that is a nice guy.
"I would like that."
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
~WEE-OO WEE-OO~
I guess the cop cars is driving in front of us so we can reach the hospital real quick. This must still be Earth or a nice world. It must still be Earth because they're speaking English.
"SOMEONE HELP! THIS WOMAN IS ABOUT TO GIVE BIRTH! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"
The man screamed. I guess we're at the hospital then since there's a bunch of noise made by wheels.
"WE NEED THE DOCTOR! SHE'S GIVING BIRTH NOW."
Who is that? I guess it must be the nurse or an employee who works at the hospital.
"Take this woman to maternity ward and mister are you the father of the child?"
"No, I'm just a police officer who help them get here fast."
"I'm her mother. The father is not in the picture."
Oh, I guess I'm fatherless which is not new to me.
"I need you to sign this papers mam."
Wait, what papers? I thought you only sign that after.
"What I this?"
"It appears your child is still a miner mam. We need consent form to proceed with the labor."
Wait, my mom is still a miner. Wow but ain't that suprise in this day and age.
We are going somewhere. Can I see?
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Okay maybe I should wait for the signal. What would be the signal by the way?"
"Okay. Can you breathe slowly and push?"
Hold on, am I being squashed or pushed? It's getting harder to breath in here. Wait, how am I breathing? Ohh, umbilical cord.
Let's get out.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
It's harder to get out. My head is almost there.
*ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"The baby is coming. Keep pushing."
My head is almost out.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"There's the head."
My head is out.
"Keep pushing the baby is almost out."
"ARGHH!"
I'm finally out.
"Mam, you did it."
'Finally, I have been born.'
"Waaa—aaa—aaa! Waaa—aaa—aaa!"
'Wait, why am I crying when I'm talking?'
"Waaa—aaa—aaa! Waaa—aaa—aaa! Waaa—aaa—aaa!"
'Ohh, because I haven't grown or developed my lips, tongue and jaws for being able to speak.'
"Waaa—aaa—aaa! Waaa—aaa—aaa! Waaa—aaa—aaa!"
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What just happened? Why do I feel like something happened? It feels like I just lost moments or something? It feels like it happened the second my umbilical cord was cut.
Suspicious.
Anyway, since I don't know, it ain't a big deal.
"Mam, your baby is a boy and he is healthy."
"Nurse, write time of birth 12:47 on 18th August 1980."
WHAT!! I'm in the past. This room doesn't feel like it's in the past.
"Can I hold my son doctor?"
"Sorry about that, you can hold him?"
Wait, am I going to be named Lucian? That's a good name and not used a lot.
"You--- You're cute. You look happy. Your name is..."
Let it be Lucian please.
"Felix."
YAY!
"It appears you like the name."
Wait, what? My name is Felix.
"Can my mother come in doctor?"
"Yes"
Felix! I can't believe it.
"Mom, meet Felix. Your grandson.
"Ohh, look how cute he is. Can I name him too?"
"Yes Mom you can."
Please grandma, let it be a badass name.
"Your middle name is Cole. You remind me of a horse my father had back in the farm. We used to call it Cole. Your middle name is Cole."
I'm named after a horse.
"Your name is Felix Cole Vale."
Felix Cole Vale. Vale sounds badass.
Man, I'm tired.
Wait, did I steal an unborn child's life or did I merge with the child? Doesn't feel like I'm not supposed to exist? Either way, I'm gonna live my life to the fullest.
Time to sleep.