Throughout the centuries death has been a highly debated issue and yet, paradoxically, is one of the most intriguing mysteries of life, which challenges human imagination each time it is brought into discussion.
To begin with, along the history, and also nowadays, one has to reckon with particular ideas unleashed by certain religious cults or cultures. These groups promote the idea of a life lived in abstinence of all types led to extremes with the hope that the soul would find its eternal peace and happiness after death.
Although, this fact raises another suspicious questions: aren’t they using death just as another way of manipulating the witless mass, since they have no proof that could make people gasp with astonishment in seeing one of their kind returning to relate the “tale”. That would be a believable argument which can only be fiction, at least until now, as long as the laws of the natural contradict the probability.
However, on the other hand, the occurrence of events in one’s life determines some to be indifferent towards this inevitable and obvious part that resolutes our lives, not fretting over the danger that might be on their footsteps when they’re less attentive. From the very beginning of one’s acquaintance with the world death stands aside and awaits every second, minute, day, year, moment to catch you by surprise and from there on, it is all only supposition.
Also it is odd how differently each of us sees death. For instance, in some cultures the mourning is held by wearying white instead of black, some party and some cry, and maybe after all is only a matter of education the way one looks at death from outside the box. But do they feel the same way when their time comes, or they fret and wonder over the ominous action that is about to happen.
Moreover, in some religions death is related to a linking task between the past life and the life one is about to experience, therefore it isn’t regarded as dramatic and decisive here as in other cultures.
Death isn’t always regarded as something ominous, in fact, for some, the picture of an imminent death has meant the beginning of their real life. It is awkward and also refreshing for someone who found his life uninteresting and himself lonely, notunderstood, abandoned, practically on the edge of braking down, who tries to commit suicide and fails. For them the moment when they are about to die they realize that even the misfortunes were happy moments in comparison to inexistence. The fear that we might find nothing after we die, not even spiritually speaking, the curiosity of what may happen next and the perfect illusion that we all have a purpose in life(no matter how small) keeps us alive.
One tries to convince himself all his life that he is special throughout a life-time work, a contribution to the world so that in the end he could realize that he is no more than another passenger, who will be lost in time space and materiel. Eventually we are all just like the stars that die in the universe and another ones are born…it is just the circle of life that never ends.
If the human race comes to an end, there will be another race to replace it, there’s no such thing as DEATH, it is only a regeneration of the system we live in, only the egocentricity could make us believe that death really exists…In the end are we even that much important?
Taking all into account, it is all a game of hide and seek and it is only a matter of time (more or less) until we will disappear forever…or maybe NOT! We shall live, die and see by ourselves if any of these matters, because the only main cause of death is LIFE itself.
