Death…
It is so complicated– I could write pages about it. In those pages I would mention how relatively little death has touched me, which is primarily a side effect of not being close to many people, including my family… But it’s also a side effect of living in an upper-middle class urban area, relatively safe from crime… A side effect of living in America, having plentiful food, sanitation, clean water…
A recent death has touched me, and I feel compelled to say something about it, but I don’t know what. There’s not much to say about death that hasn’t been said before– but that’s not really a reason to not say something.
The last few days also mark the anniversaries of some deaths which had a great effect on me–
so in that spirit, I offer condolences to those left behind, being convinced that those who have died are either completely (nonconsciously) at rest, or are conscious and experiencing something better than life on earth.
I raise a toast to those of us left living out our days on earth– may we take pleasure in the things we love, and be dazzled by the mazes of our minds.
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