Everybody dies. Its unavoidable yet we struggle against it. Why? Is it fear? Fear of the unknown? Fear of leaving loved ones behind? There are couple aspects of this that really throw me for a loop sometimes.
Doctors. Talk about the the biggest hypocrits in the world. There is no bigger one than a doctor. This guy will sit in his office and tell you "you cant put a price on life" then slap you with medical bills you couldnt hope to repay in 4 lifetimes as he heads home in his Ferrari. Why try to keep people alive as long as possible? Well thats easy, to make more money from taking care of a half invalid person that is suppose to be grateful that their heart still beats even though they cant even go pee under their own power. And people wonder why long term care is so exspensive. Its extortion. Exploitation of the elderly. Its not like the old days when it was the burden of the family to take care of their own and to do so was a sense of repayment for their work as a parent.
This leads to the religious part which goes hand in hand with the individuals response to death. Now Most religions consistantly tell us there is this glorious afterlife waiting for us. Take your pick from heavan to 40 virgins (the latter would be hell in my opinion having to retrain that many) or whatever. Now if this afterlife is so glorious and you believe that it really does exist, why arent we killing ourselves to get there? Well duh, they put in the suicide clause that says you go straight to hell if you cheat and kill yourself, do not pass GO, do not collect $200, unless of course you are a terrorist then you get the golden hall pass.
Family members. These people never cease to amaze me. Even my own. They cry and weep and mourn. Well if you believe that whoever died has gone on to a "better place"....WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CRYING? Well thats easy too...because people are selfish. The only reason for being sad is that you want that person to still be around for the sake of YOU feeling better. If they are truly in a better place then why on earth would you want them back? And if thats the case why are we having a funeral to mourn the loss? Throw a kegger for cryin out loud. Celebrate the transition to this better place. I mean i only go to funerals for the little sandwichs...dont we all?
I was fairly young the first time i saw death. Before 9 but older than 5. I didnt cry. I vividly remember that part. My grandmother was sick her whole life. Almost a modern day Job when i look back. Maybe not that bad. But the stories and the few memories, it had to suck.
I will finish this in classic fashion, with some wisdom about death from Yoda.
"Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them do not, miss them do not"
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