Death. The whole thing fascinates me so much. It's something that we fear so much. Not the pain, not what we're leaving behind but what comes afterwards?
Something that people don't really recognize is that death is something that should be welcomed.
We fight so hard to keep our lives, we call it misfortune.
It's during this fight for the life that we didn't realize we were living until we're on the brink of death that we decide to better ourselves.
We all leave scars on this earth, we all leave scars on other people.
Personally, I've decided that if I were told I was going to die, I would accept it. I would cry, anyone would, but I would accept it.
I believe there's something more after we leave. Something that we have been preparing ourselves for our whole life.
I had a conversation with a friend once. There's a reason that we don't get the 'answers' to life right away. What would be the point? I think that in that exact moment that you're dying, you know everything. You learn everything. You know why everything has happened.
It's in that moment that you receive your redemption, the moment that you're sorry for everything that you've done.
Really, that's all we need.
We live to learn the things that we need to so that we have some sort of idea of what to do after we've gone, but all that adds to the bigger picture.
You can tell me that I'm wrong, you can tell me I'm stupid but that's what I believe. I would rather think that all of this is for something, than think that everything was for nothing. I would rather hope, be wrong, then to have no reason to live for today.
Maybe I'm just tired. Whatever it is that inspired me to think this way, I thank it.
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