I'M TALKING ABOUT LIVING

Why am I alive, and my dear friend Chip is gone? He knew how to live, and I'm not sure I have gotten the point of it all yet. One day, Brother Chip, I will know what you now know, and we will both have a good laugh at ourselves and what we were in such a hurry to do every day. I'm so glad that you are able to relax now, my friend, and to simply BE His child. It's fun, isn't it? Being?

I guess death was the enemy of us both. I'm still trying to squeeze the most out of each heartbeat, rushing, even into a retreat. But the instant after the enemy defeated you, my brother, you were done with death's only ally: time. There was nothing to squeeze into anything anymore, because timelessness fits into infinity perfectly. I would be jealous of you, but your state will be mine in a few more sunsets at most.