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Are You Ready To Die?

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Pretty straightforward question I know. But really, are you? Do you want to go out while you’re at the top? Are you willing to wither and die when you’re 90 years old?

Are you one of those people who want to leave a legacy? The ones who work and toil just to make a name for yourself? Do you even care what you do or what you don’t leave behind?

Death has always been a touchy subject that not a lot of people want to discuss. Of course. People don’t want you to die right? Questions about when I want to leave the afterlife struck me because of my grandmother.

She’s been staying at our home for a couple of days now, going in and out of the hospital for checkups, therapies, and whatnots. Am I afraid of her dying? Of course. But I’m also deeply saddened on how weak and fragile she looks. Have I accepted the possibility of her —? Dying? Yes, I had to. I think I’ve welcomed the idea of death a lot of times during my life. Not really suicide per say, but more of accepting as part of life. People get old, get sick, or get into accidents, and just BAM they’re gone. Even the slow deaths still leave people in shock.

The other thing that scares me the most is what happens after our loved ones die. People always say “they’ve gone to a better place.” But what if they don’t? What if they were really awful people and we were all just naïve to accept it? What if he lived a double life that nobody else knew?  Heaven and Hell are taboo subjects as much as death is but what if a multitude of people already went to Hell? I mean, that’s a possibility right?

Okay, let’s move out the concept of Heaven or Hell. Let’s focus on what we can see. Let’s say you die right now with no idea of where your soul is going, is that fine with you? And what about the family you’re going to leave behind? Are there some things left unsaid? Old friends and colleagues?

I honestly believe that no one is ready to die. It’s one thing to accept death but I think it’s another thing to be “ready” for it. Preparing to die is a sad way to live. You live because of life, and not because of death. No one may be ready to face death, but that doesn’t mean we have to cower in fear. Easier said done, but it’s better to live life unafraid.

 

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How Do You Approach Death?

Death has always been a taboo subject. And for good reason. Nobody really wants to talk about death and even if they do, they always want to push what they think death is all about or the afterlife is supposed to be like.

The funny thing is that no one can really justify or rationalize death. It just… happens. More often than not without reason, remorse, or conscience. It just happens. Death leaves out nobody.

I mean, I can be typing this entry right now and before I even finish this sentence I can suffer a heart attack or something so maybe I’ll try to prolong this sentence and make it a run-on sentence just so that it won’t have to end and I won’t have to suddenl—

You know what I mean? You can be the healthiest person in your family and still the hand of death can reach over and touch you.

Personally I don’t think I’m afraid of death. I often believe that death is an escape; an escape from this world. Away from stress, heartache, debt, pain, and all the fleeting moments of happiness. For as long as I can remember, I always viewed it as an adventure to somewhere no living person has gone before (well obviously). What I am afraid of is where I go when I die. This is not just merely heaven or hell, but really, what happens when we die?

Do you believe the stuff that’s written in the Bible? Like the moment when we die will be an absolute shocker. Whatever view of God we have in our minds right now, it’s not big enough. It’s just not. Right now we can talk about death or life with our friends and nobody really has a clue. I think the moment we face the guy upstairs it will be just absolute terror and downright shame. Right now we can hide ourselves from other people. We really can. No one needs to know what we do in our spare time. Good, bad, or just plain nothing, nobody knows. We are all individuals floating through this place waiting for the right opportunity or the right moment when everything makes sense.

Or is the afterlife something totally different from what we’re told? Maybe it’s like in Ricky Gervais’ movie, The Invention of Lying where we all get mansions when we die.

I think what bothers me the most is that a lot of people don’t think about death as much as they ought to. I mean, we always say life is short, time flies, and all that crap, but if we really believe what we say, it should change us. It really should. We would live our days differently, view the world differently, and definitely view everything in a whole new light. It’s like we’re always bothered by something – work, love, parents, friends, etc. I think the moment we die, all that goes out the window. I mean, in light of death or even the idea of facing God, what else matters? The brevity of life is hauntingly staring at us and we always look at another direction.

How do you approach death? I don’t really no. That’s why I wrote a 500 + essay in ten minutes just to air all this out. Thank the high heavens for alcohol. Live long and prosper friends.

 

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