What is life without an owner to its precious moments?
People profess to own things, a lot of things.
Life is the most general of these,
and the most taken for granted.
Does anybody realize they own their life? They alone hold it?
People are not worth being spoken for; they can't be spoken for.
Speaking for myself, that's
-still impossible, yet plausible.
Without a doubt, I do not "appreciate" what is called life-
Do I deserve it? Absolutely, damn it.
What is deserving?
-owning! Own your life.
Otherwise it's just a meaningless tap dance, where if one dances fast enough one believes they have "earned" that ownership.
You are the God of your life; everything in it.