A few days back I was talking to a friend and for some vague reason, the talk turned to Death and dying. At which point, I said that I think that death is the best thing that can happen to anyone and so on and so forth. To which, the friend reacted with shock and quite a bit of reproach (and as the person was a she, the reproach was of the silent kind and really uncomfortable!). So it got me thinking. Why is Death vilified all over and life is the good person in general? If we were to put blame on something for our miseries, it is life! We did not ask to be born. Hell we did not even know what was born or even asking!! But we were dragged into existing, subjected to the rat race and then to die knowing full well that we have achieved nothing and sentenced another set of poor assholes to our fates.
I believe that Death is not bad for the person who is dying. But it is painted as a bad thing because we the living envy the dead. We rue the early exit.
Fuck life. Ave Mortis!!
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Great job with the header.The post is morose and has this gray, dismal feel.Why is life such a burden?
That is exactly my point. Why is death considered to be dismal? It might actually be better than life. As for life, does it not chafe you that life is so bloody repetitive. We do the same things (different way but same stuff). Generations upon generations.
PS: thanks for the header thing :)
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