When i die i know some people will cry, some will pretend to care, some will remember i existed for a while. They will have eulogies that says how good i was and that they will miss me.
Death isn't so bad. What comes after it?
I would talk about how i believe in reincarnation forefront, and almost make myself really believe that it is what will happen. But deep here in my consciousness i always picture pitch black. Pit of void. Endless everywhere of nothingness. We just cease existing. But it is so hard to accept that we will just stop existing and come about in the end with nothing, so we believe in every afterlife ideology smart and spiritual people comes up with. We wanted to believe that death is not the end. I almost wished i believe the same.
I wondered how it feels to stop existing, i guess you don't feel anything, feelings also stop existing in death, so you do not really know how it is. Nobody really died and lived to tell the tale. I think the time of unconsciousness like in our sleep is what death really seems like except it goes on forever, no mornings, no heartbeat, no breath and your body rots slowly in the ground and becomes part of the soil and you never know, feel, see, hear anything forever. You're just gone. Every people you met, places you've been, memories you kept all gone.
The soul, it is the one that continues in the after life as they say it, whether it goes to another body and reincarnate or goes to hell or heaven. I know i have believed i have a soul, i have been brought up to believe so, but i do not know anymore . I can just be a body made up of tissues , muscles and bones that will eventually die and rot.
Even your memories in people's minds start to vanish slowly, eventually they will forget. They will cry for you for weeks maybe, regret the words they haven't told you, pity your loss but eventually they will move on and forget. Because it is nature.
And after death, same as how your life halted, the memories of you left in people's mind shall slowly disappear too. everything you are and every bit of evidence you walked the earth will be gone, forgotten if not unrecognized. And that is when you are entirely and truely begone. You're simply done.
Death itself is nothing to be scared of. It just means that your time is up, you need to go. I guess having not enough time is what is scary, and the pain in between passing from having a heartbeat into having none.
We are all going. Everything we ever had and acquired will be in nothing too. I think all we are ever going to have is that brief moment before we crossover into the void of nothingness, where you realize if your life had been everything you'd ever hope for. And fortunately it is, because by then there is no going back.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Nothing to be scared of.
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