Death is the road to awe.

Beliefs, that’s what you want, right? Something fix and stable you can cling on to avoid to be drowned in that vortex of events. Don’t let me tear down that last coulisse behind which everything turns into a black night, may it be called space, may it be called death, right? But you do know that it all leads there – if you want to go that journey to develop yourself and you will go it anyway, you cannot set the goal before the end of the way. And that way will definitely lead to uncertainty, to death. Don’t close your eyes! The coulisse is already torn down, the veil’s lifted. You still manage to close them? But it’s there, isn’t it? You’ve seen it? How do you manage to lie to yourself that well? How do you manage to forget? To be ignorant? You’re worried? You don’t want your achievements in vain? Silly, it’s all in vain when you look at the goal. But it’s not the goal that matters anyway, it’s the way. Yes, you’re right. Another overused platitude. But you’ve understood its meaning by now? So don’t believe in any of those coulisses! May it be religious dogmas, may it be social norms, may it be ethics or science! Just believe in your way of reasoning. Of course, always question its logic, prove it in discussion with others. If they can’t prove you wrong, doubt it yourself, but accept it not be falsified – yet. It’s not right, it’s just not wrong. You will never be right, you will never have certainty, you will never be confirmed, you will never have anything. Does that matter? As long as you’ve seen it, touched it, used it – it’ll be in your memories, in your experience. It will stay to you on that way – only perishing when you hit the goal.
The same way, you will never own anybody. A friend will never be yours, he’s just in your mind, he’s a mirror of your love, a clear one and thus not to be replaced. If he’s away, if he’s gone, his reflection’s still in your mind. He won’t reflect to you anything more, but what you’ve seen you will keep in your mind till the end of the road. A real friend only dies when you die. You can only bid farewell to a friend as it doesn’t matter whether he’s by your side or not. A colleague isn’t a colleague anymore once he’s away. A friend can’t leave you. Are your parents friends to you? Is your wife a friend to you? Are your friends friends of you? Why the hell would you think you could “make” friends? They just become yours – or not. Tear down that coulisse, face the night and think of what you feel and think once you get sucked into that vortex. That’s as far as you can get, that’s all you can get.