Death

I know it's one of the grizzliest topics I could've started my blog with, but I felt it was something that has been on my mind that I wanted to write down.

Death has been haunting me recently. Not directly but around me. Friends have been attending funerals. A chap I'd not seen for a long time bumped into me on the street and revealed he was a victim of cancer. I have even lost a friend to grief, he hides away and does not communicate with his friends to an unhealthy level.

And yet, when I sit in the local cemetery, I feel a great sense of peace. A sense of rest. And I came to question what death was. For me it is a concept. I believe there is an afterlife. I've experienced a lot of inexplicable things when growing up and it makes one get the impression that there's more to life than meets the eye. Perhaps a science not yet discovered or maybe something beyond the capabilities of the scientist. So... death. What is it? I don't know. I would see it as a passage to another form. But many see it as an end.

Is death an end? Physically it can be. The body is burnt or rots back into the earth. Spiritually? That depends if you believe in such things. I believe in the spirit, the soul. Why not? If it doesn't exist then it doesn't matter. But assuming it does exist then it is something to care about.

So I came to a conclusion.

Death is what you think it is.

I think it's one hell of a relief from life. But I am far from ready to die.