Death is the only real thing in this world. No one can escape it, no one can deny it. We spend our entire lives our thoughts always with it. Fear of it, with hate, with acceptance, with the longing for it to embrace us. But the fact shall remain. Everything shall die, nothing shall survive. The longer we live the more we see of what we love be lost. Pain and suffering everywhere and nowhere, and the creating of new life the only thing to comfort us. Death has never feared us. But we shall forever fear death.
So what is the point in life? For us to accept that one day, everything turns to dust.
October 25, 2008
