Bled White

Death; The final end of biological functions that sustain a living organism.

We've all been rocked with devastating news of the death of someone. Be it a family member, an asscociate, an old friend, or in some tragic cases, a very close friend.

Attempting to understand death comes hard for most people. Wrecking their brains for answers and coming up short every single time. And 'God has his reasons' isn't one of them. It's a part of the long list of unanswered questions that no one will ever get to the bottom of. At least no one that can live to tell it. So there is no certainty to any of this. We're all born alone, we all die alone. Everything in between is either all random acts of chaos or precisely planned out steps that not even we know or recognize. No one (or very, very few) remembers being born. So why is it so hard for us as humans to accept that it may be possible that we won't even remember death? I know why. It comes back to those silly unanswered questions.

See we already know how the baby gets in the belly and what happens to the baby after it's born. We know this to be true and factual. The mystery of after death is the scary part. No one knows the answers to that and therefore, people fear it. Rightfully so.

If I grew up with heaven & hell being a real place and the "fear of God" being instilled into my psyche, I'd too fear death like most people. But I don't see it through the same tinted glasses as most of the world. My main fear is of simply being forgotten. I mean, let's face it--unless you've made your mark in pop culture, invented something beneficial or become some form of President, you and everyone you know will in fact be forgotten eventually. Nothing to do about that but rock on and live your life the truest and happiest you can.

"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey."-Kenji Miyazawa

R.I.P. ny, payje & curits. at least you're all together.