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Death Stays With Fear
There is a burden to the pressure in our hearts since we come into the world.That is,the inevitable sickness and death,whether you are poor,rich,or your social status is high or not.
Death means life lost.Objects are generally living things.To human race,death means the cessation of thought and,physical body is not that kind of important.
I am the one,who is very,very afraid of dying.Compared to death,I'm more willing to face the complicated social,though the socail is that dark.At least,I'm still alive and,I still have my family and friends.Material,wealth,fame and fortune are important,but compared to life,how small these things are,and unworth mentioning.
I remember as a kid,I was,I don't know,maybe five or six.My grandfather died,so quietly.And my parents took me back to the funeral.Watching his casket,getting lowered into the ground.It was the first time that I realized I was going to die one day,had to say goodbye to the world.I mean I was knew people died.I'm talking about the idea that my consciousness was going to end.I wasn't going to see what happened to the world.It was such an empty,dark feeling.Like I was falling down a pitch-black hole.It was scared the crap out of me.That fear was almost too much to handle.I take it many people don't believe in the afterlife.But I don't.Precisely speeking,I hope that it really exists.Because only that we can think something we like freedomly again,feel the fantastic,wonderful world again and the last but not least,we are not alone any more.
Sometimes I think if we learn enough maybe we can find a way for consciousness to become immortal.The idea,we evolve to that point,is quite strong.I know that's possible,maybe not now,maybe we still have a long long way to go,maybe we can't make it through the day.It's not particularly unique experience.Most people realize their own mortality at some stage of the life.However,it could inspire uw to make something that we have of this short existence.Do something meaningful,do not live up to the only one trip of life.
Death means life lost.Objects are generally living things.To human race,death means the cessation of thought and,physical body is not that kind of important.
I am the one,who is very,very afraid of dying.Compared to death,I'm more willing to face the complicated social,though the socail is that dark.At least,I'm still alive and,I still have my family and friends.Material,wealth,fame and fortune are important,but compared to life,how small these things are,and unworth mentioning.
I remember as a kid,I was,I don't know,maybe five or six.My grandfather died,so quietly.And my parents took me back to the funeral.Watching his casket,getting lowered into the ground.It was the first time that I realized I was going to die one day,had to say goodbye to the world.I mean I was knew people died.I'm talking about the idea that my consciousness was going to end.I wasn't going to see what happened to the world.It was such an empty,dark feeling.Like I was falling down a pitch-black hole.It was scared the crap out of me.That fear was almost too much to handle.I take it many people don't believe in the afterlife.But I don't.Precisely speeking,I hope that it really exists.Because only that we can think something we like freedomly again,feel the fantastic,wonderful world again and the last but not least,we are not alone any more.
Sometimes I think if we learn enough maybe we can find a way for consciousness to become immortal.The idea,we evolve to that point,is quite strong.I know that's possible,maybe not now,maybe we still have a long long way to go,maybe we can't make it through the day.It's not particularly unique experience.Most people realize their own mortality at some stage of the life.However,it could inspire uw to make something that we have of this short existence.Do something meaningful,do not live up to the only one trip of life.
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