It was just a blink of an eye

It was just a blink of an eye that I will not start this story because that I want to tell everyone that shit happens in life in a matter of a blink of an eye. Nope, it is not.

It was just a blink of an eye because I want to analyse and find something — that every time I blinked my eye, did I really skipped a moment? or did a universal time paused for a millisecond? or did I just died fast then return from death faster?

Many times in my past life, well during the time when I don’t need to worry on my daily routines, a blink of an eye is nothing because you do believe that it was just part of your body mechanism that helps your eye not be irritated to dust or any flying particles around you. A blink of an eye is just a simple matter that all you do is control it voluntarily, well sometimes subconsciously. I remembered when my parents told me a story the first time they saw me blinked, the time I was born. I almost imagined, how does it feel? I mean, which I cannot remember, what do you think we feel the first time we blinked, is it voluntarily or we already knew that we should do it starting that day? Or maybe, during the first hour of our existence, we are so smart and godlike that we consciously close and then open our eyes because that is how we knew that doing it is somehow an act of creating a connection to someone.

If only we could remember how it feels like — and seeing how the first person who saw it reacted. Does it triggers something or is it a key that unlocks the other side of the chain inside us that automatically released every time we blink and then creates a connection to someone, somebody or everything around us? Somewhere in our lives we will forget this question, one out of many unexplainable questions we will not be able to get until we came to our last breath, hopefully.

Maybe it is not important at all. Eventually we will stop blinking. At that time, once we closed our eyes it will not open again. Maybe the whole chain will be released from us and leaving it to someone, somebody or everything we made a connection. After all, all our lives, we’ve seen multiple eyes blinking on us. We have those connections, we have those chains connected to us. That’s why maybe, New one connects, those who passed away remains.

This might be a theory.

In a blink of an eye, we just created a connection — somehow all of us call it Love.