Ive never been good with death, or more, Ive never really be able to come to understand it. I dont fear it, nor do I feel sad when someone dies, but I do become selfish and miss those interactions with those people, those people that I wont see again. But also, a strange form of jealousy that comes from knowing that their experience is one that establishes them as an integration into the whole of society, instead of an individual. In death we are united, in life, it seems, we stand divided. So ist das Leben. Then again, I still have issues with recognizing that real life is actually real life, so who am I to really think on such topics. Anyways, to those who have died, and with conscious thought towards those I have known, I know its too late, but I hope the transition to the end was peaceful, and I hope life was fulfilling.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Mar 2014 17:33:13 +0000
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