Death - Life 101 lecture

The end of days. Kicking the bucket. Cashing in your chips. Selling the farm. Climbing the stairway to heaven. Goodbye for good.

The hardest thing to deal with in life is having to go on living once someone who you love has left the world in which you live. Life is a process of experiences, hardships that must be overcome to take us to the next step in our own personal evolution. Death is the paycheck that we have all been waiting for the whole time. We all get the chance to exit the revolving doors to the great beyond, whatever that is.

Death it scary. Who knows for sure what lies beyond that doorway. When the body dies, do we really cease to exist? Do we fly into the great unknown to join into a conscious collective that helps to guide the movement of the universe? Do we float to a land of clouds and harps where we sit about pretending to be better than one another until we are born again? Is there a chasm of fire and pestilence where impure souls are tortured in an unending hell forever? Or do we merely turn off, the cells and synapses just stop, leaving all that were gone, never to be seen again? I suppose that might all depend on what you believe. Then again there is the possibility that we do not form our own after-life and that we are bound by some universal truth of good and evil that we aren't allowed to understand or experience until our bodies fail us. What logical mind can accept that there is the possibility of a turn of events that will bind a part of ourselves that we can't even touch into a cage after life into a place or being that we have no control over. Is death then just another flick at the back of our heads, like the ones we experience while on earth, but much more poignant? How can any of us know? Life itself is full of questions that we can't seem to answer. The very idea of a life after death that is something outside of our control, outside our realm of understanding, and possibly worse than the collection of experiences we have already been forced to know is so deeply insurmountable that its easier to not think about it. We fear the unknown, and what is more unknown than what happens after life?

Death is lonely. Not only do you pass on alone, but you leave people behind. It doesn't matter if you want to or not. When the time comes you are gone. When someone you loves dies you can't call them up anymore, go over to their house to see them, or feel their warmth enveloping you in a loving embrace. Basically when someone dies the confirmation they give you about your worth in being alive is destroyed. When it is someone you love dies, then you yourself can become shattered. We live for love. When that love is taken away from us we find difficulty in connecting with the world around us. As we disconnect from the world we become like the dead, and everyone who needs our love and support are harmed. Death consumes a community like a cancer if the individuals who are affected by death cannot take responsibility for their feelings and actions. As social creatures we all need to hold onto one another when our ideal of life everlasting is broken. But in our own fear of hurting oner another death can turn us into hermits, turning away from the people and things that can make our way through this ordeal easier. Isn't it better to be alone when you are lonely?

But people die. Thats the truth. No one lives forever. Even Vampires fade into obscurity in time. nothing that is stands the test of time, mostly due to the fact that organics and products of organics have a shelf life. So we have to deal right? Pets die, fruits decompose, nations fall, heroes are defeated, and all that is ends at sometime or another. Death is part of Life. So why is it so important for us to hold onto things that can't be grasped? What is so important about one thing that we can't let go? Why is it so hard to accept that things remove themselves from existence? Selfish need to know we aren't alone begs us to try and recapture the things that never can be again. Darkness fades into light and then again into darkness. Life is, then life isn't. Simply put, there is a cycle of non life followed by life and followed again by non life. And as life exists on this spiraling rock, what comes goes, and what goes comes again. If we lose once, then again, sooner or later we win. Death is no more than a step in the circle of life. It is not to be feared, not to be worried for, not to be awed. It is just another turn of compass. A light after the dark night, or a dark night after a long day.

Death comes, death goes, and always, death never leaves anyone all alone. Funerals often bring people together to be able to celebrate the passed ones life and times.

Death is an end. And after that end there is a new beginning.