This is IT

'This is it!' said Michael Jackson. But a question is 'What is it?' Using that maxim, I will say, 'This is it.' Where we need to look up to the eternal and store up our treasures and longings. It is it, where we need to stop looking at the passing beauty of the 'NOW'. This is it where nothing lasts and light and darkness engage in a shift. This is it, a place of change. It is a 'somewhere' in which a daily mix of joy and sorrow lives. This is it. Where? What? Why is this it? It is it because we need not rest on our oars for too long to avoid the anger from oceanic current. We are in it but not of it. We are here for it but not with it. And we won't be here in it because we belong not in it. For our return shall be against it. 'IT' is man, no, men. 'IT' is terrestrial, physical, carnal and evilly spiritual. This is IT, 'earth', world, oh the universe. Of course, this is IT, Worldliness. IT is this, our exams hall and departure venue.