Well, I dreamt of all too many things at one time last night. Including ghosts. Then I realised that they are just living souls. Or dead people so to speak.
Death hasn’t always been hitting me hard lately, just that I didn’t really take death as serious as an exam paper. But then, I’m blogging about death not because I’m some emo kid that thinks that death is fun and enjoyable, but I believe death, significant to life, is something that we should all be worried about at times.
In my point of view, death has always been something very solemn and despairing. Like a sorrowful event. But I don’t usually get so worked up with someone dead unless it’s someone close and dear to me. But I do not know if it’s me or is it the death of something, but I do not feel anything when spoken about death. Like it’s just another passing of someone in life. It didn’t get to me. Then I realised something – what if I had died? Who will be there at my funeral? Who will cry and sob uncontrollably? Then I knew that life’s very very fragile and vulnerable. It’s like when I’m happily driving my car, heading towards some outing with my girl, and I didn’t turn up because my car flipped and I’m inside, trapped and dead.
How are we to deal with the consequences of death? It’s painful to bear. It’s hard to accept. Just when we are so indulged into the happiness of life. It’s like when you just had a conversation with me like 10 mins ago, and the next thing you know, yes, you got it right. I’m dead. Who knows. Maybe after I typed this post, I might just lay on my bed, dead. We do have our difficulties in life, and accepting the fact that someone is dead is something that we should all learn to face, and not run away from reality. And pray that he/she goes to somewhere safe, in the embrace of the one above.
Be happy that the one you love is still around, for many has lost them since they were born. Love them, or lose them.
Pic of the Day: A tunnel end or a window you seek? =)
