Death
Coming to terms with death not my best subject. What is it about death? The finality of the culmination of a persons life or something else? Maybe its that nothing really matters what and who you are evaporates as you pass on. So, who really deals with death? The friends of those that have to deal with the mourning period. Dreadful for the living. When I buried my father the attendant said why bother spending a lot of money on the burial its not going to affect the deceased is it? Detachment from death shocked and electrified me. Just another phase in life what the hell we are here for a brief point in time. Why try to be the best you can be its ending anyway. What will you leave when you die?
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I think of this often. My father died when I was 10 years old in April 1975 and I guess i have never really overcome it. I am always thinking about death and how life is fairly arbitrary. For me I see life as an almost deterministic biological journey whereby our interactions in the world are filtered by non-biological interactions yet our responses are based on the deterministic genetic scaffold already evident. I feel and I live by the reality that when I die life will be seen as a short stop.
I am very glad to see I am not the only one that views things in this maner. Having witnessed tragic deaths find most people just accept it without much thought. Seemingly moving on as thou nothing much has happened. Find that sort of response very annoying.
I am truly sorry for your loss which must have been incredibly difficult for a 10 year old. It's hard enough when you are an adult. Some people who are truly touched never forget but if you think about it would you want to? I never want to forget. Thank you for posting.
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