Insignificant Life

I want an insignificant life

I want a mediocre life, a quiet life

I don’t want a perfect picture

I don’t want a perfect moment

I don’t want the cars, the mansions, or the cash

I want to pass through this earth soundlessly and leave behind no trace.

I am as insignificant to this world as it is to me.. meaningless.

I want a meaningless life. I want a life that seeks no purpose.

I want to make of this existence some form of peace and capture its few moments of joy. For life is ever fleeting, and as it races by, I want to experience beauty, peace, joy, and love.

I am in want of nothing other than those moments. For the only thing that holds true meaning is the fleeting. Fleeting moments, seconds of laughter, hours of conversation, years of love. Beautiful in their own right, but fleeting, meaningless to the world, yet they hold the weight of the earth to me. They are significantly insignificant, and they are the only thing I am in want of, the only thing I long for.

I want a life that will end purposelessly, I do not wish to extend my life further than it is meant to, I do not wish to clone my genes into offspring, and I do not wish to create a stamp in history.

Should any of these things happen, I shall be happy, but I shall be just as happy with my insignificant life. I have found a purpose in the lack of one. For all matter is just that, significantly insignificant.