Perception vs Reality?

I remember reading the short story "An Occurrence At Owl Creek Bridge" By: Ambrose Bierce. 

This story teetered on the cliff of life vs death and perception vs reality. But, this story got my mind questioning the depths of our psyche. 

If you have read this story, you know most of it takes place in Farquhar's "fantasy" his mind conjures as he is minutes from his death. In his fantasy, he creates himself as the town hero or "hero of the south"", and is able to make a daring escape from the Union Soldiers scrap free. 

Reality is still there... waiting. Once he comes back from his "vision", he finds himself hanging off the bridge; meeting his untimely end. 

So, where am I going with this? Let me start by saying that many of us are not comfortable with the idea of our own demise. Throughout our life, we either make peace to accept it or deny it until our last breath. 

Perception and reality. Would you say there is a fine line between the two?

I am sure you have heard of “my life flashed before my eyes” when a near death experience happens.

Constructing questions on the "nature of the Universe" because there is so much to mankind we do not see. Maybe perceptions mask denials and truth. For Farquhar in the short story (minutes before his death), maybe his psyche was able to create a new level of reality...
Think about it. Maybe this perception is one that can not be seen during life, but only given moments before death. 

If any of these random thoughts make sense to you, let me know what you think between the two! 

... and that's the tea. 

- A. Stuebbe

Waiting on the world to change

Sometimes... wait no. Most of the time, I'm exhausted. 
Exhausted of life, how the world is changing and how people are finding more ways to segregate. Forming new ways to isolate and divide society. 

Why? It. Is. Exhausting. Is it not? 
Is it so hard for us to simply live? Together? 

I don't want to sound like a beauty pageant contestant and say "World Peace",  but if the shoe fits...

I know I am not alone out there. I am just another voice hoping to be heard. 

...And that's the tea. 

- A. Stuebbe

Where’s the reason?

Why do I see people rushing through life just to get to the next milestone?

Life is fleeting and we never know if our time will be clocked out before we are ready…

Sit down. Grab a cup of coffee or tea. Put your feet up. Get a book. Write. Whatever you want in that moment. But what you do need to do is…. Breathe.

… And that’s the tea.

-A. Stuebbe