About Death
Many of the people see death as banishment to nothingness. Even some get an anxiety just by thinking about it. Whereas hundreds of thousands die everyday. Yet, we keep getting sad over the course of nature.
In death, we always see an ending, like a memory we have never lived.
What if, there is more than death?
Our own actions have impact on the discovered laws of physics and the systems of existence. Except few, like time and being. We do not have a control upon time but our perception. How we understand and observe the events in a rhythm. What we have control about is our systems and routines. Provided that, our actions and systems have a rational outcomes and we want to publish or share this, we start to have ideas. In a more organized, developed sense; ideologies.
What does this have to do with death, right?
The death is about how we live, how we perceive and how we take initiatives. Humankind usually wants safety, security and certainty. Until a point that they create proof systems to be in a more comfortable state of being. Which is kind of dangerous at this point because not every truth is rational. In a simple sense, nothing must exist because everything has certain specifications but nothing is perfectly complete. Yet, things do exist and we measure them with observance, appliance and trials. So is our way to live reshapes within those. Then, it defines what does our life or death mean. This way, we own an ideology and start to question other ones. As long as they contradict theirs, they feel offended and be more aggressive against them.
This isn't only related to our will but also our environment and reactions in certain situations of outcomes, eventually redefining our perception. As you can see, this becomes the ouroboros of perspective based logic. This doesn't simply redo itself but instead develops like spiraling.
Now just to clarify, I will summarize all I've said:
We are making meanings out of both controlled and uncontrolled spirals of time and events.
Death itself is the goal of that meaning. The ultimate climax of our actions. In that manner, we can say that. Our death's meaning is what we choose to have as the meaning of life. Just like two sides of medallion. Both is on our neck, hanging for a meaning from two very far points.
There the question comes: what do we live and die for?
My answer is, we live to experience and enjoy the life given to us and we die to have a meaningful virtue and live through that for preparing to the judgment call. We should seek for truth, not for comfort. Comfort kills us way faster than the sheer physical stress does. We always tend to have easier ways. There is no easy and hard in finding meaning. If we are defining what is hard and easy, then the meaning we are choosing for ourselves cannot be hard nor easy. It is the most natural state of a human being. Filling the void, not with comfort and tenderness but harsh truth.
Just like death, we know almost everything has an end and that is what makes every vane thing imperfectly charming.
Our death's meaning is what we choose to have as the meaning of life. It is a revelation of the judgement. Judgement in the echo of our past.
Having an unnoticed meaning in our death because we never had time for meanings or we have chosen but it is not the true one.
The greatest terror, us being imprisoned to freedom.
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