Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Death

Dying is the easiest thing we will do in our lifetime.

The past few weeks, I have been sick. Not the "cough cough" sick, but rather sick in the head. At first I thought it was just me, then I peaked out of my cloud and saw everyone was off their rocker. We were all down in the dumps.

Bad news on the door step, I couldnt take one more step. I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside the day the music died.

People die everyday.

Neville Longbottom: It doesn't matter that Harry's gone. People die every day. Friends, family. Yeah, we still lost Harry tonight. He's still with us, in here

[gestures to chest.]

Death is "quicker and easier than falling asleep", and its our job to live what we have.

Dying, or the moment of death itself, is very easy. Simply driving a car isn't guaranteed to be safe. It's easy to take your own life. No one can protect you from death, not even yourself.

Death is a simple as a long extended drum role. ( I plugged my ears and hid under my desk in this part of of Tale of Two Cities)

Death is closer and closer every second that passes.

Somewhere, probably right next to me, George is waiting. He will be there to take my hand and guide me to my next life. As cheesy as it sounds, because of it, I don't fear death.

Love and Death are equivalent,

Nowhere Girl

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