Be Here Now

what's life and what is death? surely more than just concepts to ponder while i'm lying awake in bed seems most of our path on this rock is dimly lit they say you'll see the light when you have your last breath I guess if life is the present then death is the gift the moment you accept everything as it is as you play back the tapes of everyday that you lived the times you couldn't make it though you gave it your best or when you faced your demons as if they didnt exist the highs, the lows, even the mids your last goodbye, your very first kiss all the road rash and bruises art and music the way grandma always made you your favorite food dish you see life is a game and death is just an illusion but the day to day grind causes all kinds of confusion, for now we have our fears, or as I like to call em delusions, but one day we'll sit back and laugh realizing life was made for our amusement.