Of Death and Dying (NSFW)

(From http://cemetery.ci.lubbock.tx.us)


From my comment on a former student's blog about the topic. Methinks, it's better for me just to comment on other people's blogs and just post them here.


Indeed, we're just a passing shadow. Once so glorious, now no more.
Before we finally hit the sack of unending sleep, or hell, or heaven, or rebirth -
before all those options, we must realize that...

It does not matter what is at the beginning,
Nor what is left at the end;
It's not the foretaste,
Nor the aftertaste;
but those in between
It's those little things that we do to one another,
...those little smiles and kindness that we share
with or without the idea of reward or punishment
of heaven or hell
those things are what really matters...
and if in the end
life is but a fleeting shadow
that is here now but gone forevermore
we will never regret
and will simply let
life flow
within us
and without us

and this, for the purpose of
life
and life to the fullest.

We never become sad.
We are part of one another
The stars are in you
and the cosmic forces flow
within you and without you

Death is just the beginning
Life alone remains
Love alone remains

I stop there.


In the end, all things must pass. As intellectual beings (or beings endowed by intellect), the only way to cope in this uncertainty, is the resignation, the acceptance that... all things pass. Material as we are, composed of parts that succumb to destruction, we must also succumb to the same. We must think and feel as if everyday may be the last day of our lives. It is a resignation to the plan of the cosmos. Whether or not such plan is endowed by an architect or designer, we must be willing to succumb to material corruption, to succumb to pain and death.

In order to appreciate the half-torn, ugly leaf that falls to the ground, because it helped bring forth a beautiful flower.