Today I saw the world.

It's 5:23pm. Today I saw the world, not in the rose colored lenses I tend to imagine it, but the raw and fleshy being that it hides. The rawness of life, it's very hollow core. Sure the gore, and violence that I've watched many a time before prepared me somewhat for what I saw, but it does not speak to the volume of being there. The time that slowed down, the perception of invincibility that one has is shaken and left a blubbering child. Many times I had imagined death, the human being is very fragile, and mind so frail. I should be saying how important and valuable life is to us, and how we should treasure it so, but  I won't. No, life is given to the unimportant and meaningless, a simple whim of the cosmos allows us to exist. It does not mean our lives hold no value, nay it simply means we must hold it in perspective even for a second. Sure, one would delve into spirituality when speaking upon how close encounter to death we might've had, yet I feel no closer to God, or Satan. In fact, I feel more farther away than anything. It's no miracle I survived, and in saying it is, is a spit in the face to all the real danger that hides away in shadows every day in our lives, we just willfully ignore the sleeping animal. Chaos, is true order, and with chaos we define our very being. So chaos we shall bow to, and chaos shall dine on our corpses until our very last day on earth.