All Dawgs

What's on the other side of the edge of the universe?

I mean, it can't go on forever can it?

What's on the other side?

One step over the edge. 

Nothing?

Everything?

Another universe?

Is it like a video game, where you can see there's something beyond it, but you cannot go in, because the game won't let you?

They didn't code for that.

Is it just pure darkness, or nothingness, or void?

Or is it something cooler, more majestic, more awesome, than we can imagine?

All things being equal, I always wonder why people choose to believe in there being nothing there.

I mean, if you have the choice, and I think you do, why not choose to believe there's something incredible on the other side of infinity?

Why not have faith that there's something larger than all of us combined, than all of this combined, and that that thing is actually rooting for us, believing in us, loving us, when we sometimes aren't worth doing so?

That's the part that hurts me (such as I can hurt), it's the what happened to you to make you stop (or never start) believing?

It reminds me of a story.

About a pair of twins.

Who grew up in a terrible home.

Hurt by their world, their parents, by everyone.

And one grew up just like they were raised. While the other grew up to be a loving person and live a good life.

And when you asked them, after all these years, why they did what they did, they answered the same way:

How was I supposed to turn out with the way I was raised?

I'm probably getting it all wrong, but I hope you get the idea.

One learns how to be from their upbringing, another learns how not to be.

A playbook versus a cautionary tale.

And believe me, I've seen many things that should have turned my faith, I get it.

But I feel like not having faith is also somehow not having faith in yourself.

Somehow, it feels like not believing is like saying, "I don't believe in myself, anymore."

Do you get me?

And so, if I were the sort to pour out a little liquor, I'd do so right now.

On the curb.

For those who never had faith, or lost it along their way.

And I hope you join me in pouring one out, rather than be the one we pour for.

Because I think believing there's something on the other side of forever is just so much easier, it makes so much more sense, than believing there's nothing.

I just do.

And after everything I've gone through, everything I have won and lost, everything I have done and not done, how could I believe in anything else?