Analysis of past, present, future.

As the earth orbits the sun,
We stand still as if we aren’t moving,
We stand as if nothing is different,
When in fact somewhere out there,
Time itself is different,
In the space of time,
All we evaluate is the present,
Not the past or the future,
But only the present,
I wonder why this is.

It’s hard to comprehend as to why we are here exactly,
What is our purpose?
What are our goals?
What do we achieve?
Or is it for nothing?
Is the reality of it that we work to die?
Or is it higher?
But no one knows until the eternal darkness of paralyzation comes,
To where we cannot wake up,
Whether it is pain,
Or peace we feel for the rest of eternity,
We shall never know until the unwritten time of perrishment is to come.

What would we feel at the end of this slaved life,
Would we know, would we not,
Will we be prepared, or is this foreseen life preparing us for it.