Its a Paradox

Identity is momentary, by the time we understand a single fragment of what we are
it disappears. life is overrated and the simple reason is that we are terrified of death.
 
We think the change in ourselves happens by knowing what we are, but the real change is in zero attempt.
why fear ourselves of whatever hits us..isn't that the perfect you..the so called twilight of your identity that is about to change.
 
We are just a grain of sand in the endless desert..were we always try to think, that we are something different..until the deathblow hits you.
does change or is change really important where the very definition cannot keep the mark of itself..is chaos required in life, when nothing really matters.

is the ultimate way to live our live is being stagnant..were we have enough hurricane in ourselves..were our questions never ending adapt some more of the fake reality. are we ever going to 
stop questioning.

Isn't this world a Paradox..