death

Death a touchy subject for most, the word itself ominous and gloomy, and since the beginning of time has been given a bad persona, as death is almost always closely related to the most somber of things and these encompass all the senses. The color black, the sounds of solitude and silence, feelings of cold, the bitter tastes and smells, it seems all things bad go along with death. I hate talking about personal topics or self reflections, as it almost makes me feel weak, like someone possessing this knowledge could use it against me somehow, even though I know it will not happen. But, then again that is what this world does to you. I, myself, have experienced death first hand, as I have had an aunt, a pop pop, and a close friends father pass away, as well as my dog buddy, which I found to be the hardest death to overcome. You can never truly feel empathy for someone else that is going through death without you personally going through it as well. It is simply impossible. The human man cannot grasp the idea of death and forever, without experiencing first hand with an incident that ties directly to them. Death hurts, death seems unfair, but in actuality it is the great equalizer. It is something everyone must face at some point, and when your times up, there is no second chances. Death must occur, and although we hate to think that death should not happen to the people we love, it is something we cannot change or later.  I feel like because it happens to the people we love, we try and not think that death is nature’s way of population control, and that without it the world would seize to exist.  I do believe there is an afterlife as I believe in Jesus Christ and that there is a heaven.  Everyone is born with a soul and when death occurs the soul is released.  As far as believing in heaven, you cannot believe in one without another, thus I also believe hell is a real place, and is a place where people who are not saved will absolutely be going to.  I believe no one can fully understand it, it confuses all of us, due to the fact that no one can really know what happens after death because the people who died are in fact dead and can no longer tell us what is going on.  It is fr this reason alone that makes death such a mysterious entity, in which we may ask question but answers will never come. This is why we must live in the moment, and never dwell on the past, because in the blink of an eye, the ordinary instant your experience everyday may be your last.