Let's talk about death baby...
We live and we die. But death is never easy. Sudden or drawn out, it's all the same. There is a process to grievance as I know all too well. I am the last living member of my dad's side of the family, so I know and understand the roller coaster those face when loosing a loved one. But why are we sad? In a very unemotional and respectful way, I must say it is majorly due to selfishness. Not in the sense most of us have come to understand, but really... The deceased know no pain or sadness, it us survivors that fill our days with sorrow and hopelessness with the thought of never seeing our loved ones again.
Through the loss of my many family members, I have experienced what I have come to know as the 2 types of death. Just and Unjust. A fair death occurs when one has lived out a beautiful, long, healthy life. Unfair, or unjust are those who succumb to death at a young age, or by accident. Furthermore, I am left in purgatory in deciding weather a prolonged expected death or a sudden accidental death is worse.
I myself am a pantheist. I do not need a book or teachings to see "God" but am capable of seeing the "all seeing" on my own accord. I guess I WOULD be an atheist, but I have always figured if I cannot prove or disprove the existence of god, how can I make the right choice? I was raised in almost every religion known to man. Grew up in Catholic school, after my dad's death I was baptized Mormon... Then later brought into Souther Baptist. My biggest struggle with renouncing any type of organized religious faith was accepting that maybe there is no "heaven" with a gaggle of my lost loved ones waiting for me at some pearly gates.I believe this is the reason I have turned to supernatural and ghosts as proof there is a conscious afterlife., I never could understand how energy could transfer .. But then I saw my first human death.
After the last breath was taken, I immediately knew they had passed. Those surrounding me at bedside didn't believe me at first, but I "saw" (more like felt, im not THAT cooky) the spirit leave. I had my hand in my grandfather's as he died, and would have thought he was just "sleeping". But something is missing when one dies. They aren't sleeping, but you just can't put your finger on what missing. I believe this is the spirit.
With my background in science, I understand matter can never be destroyed. Everything has molecules and atoms swirling around at high speeds. You can't SEE them, but that OBVIOUSLY doesn't mean they don't exist. Energy absorbs energy, water turns to vapor. With our brains full of electricity, this energy must go somewhere.
Is there a conscious gathering after death? If so, FUCKING AWESOME... If not, we're fucking dead, know no difference and who fucking cares? (Oh that's right, those of us known as survivors)
Stay strong. Keep the memory of our lost loved ones alive. Be thankful for every day above ground.
We live and we die. But death is never easy. Sudden or drawn out, it's all the same. There is a process to grievance as I know all too well. I am the last living member of my dad's side of the family, so I know and understand the roller coaster those face when loosing a loved one. But why are we sad? In a very unemotional and respectful way, I must say it is majorly due to selfishness. Not in the sense most of us have come to understand, but really... The deceased know no pain or sadness, it us survivors that fill our days with sorrow and hopelessness with the thought of never seeing our loved ones again.
Through the loss of my many family members, I have experienced what I have come to know as the 2 types of death. Just and Unjust. A fair death occurs when one has lived out a beautiful, long, healthy life. Unfair, or unjust are those who succumb to death at a young age, or by accident. Furthermore, I am left in purgatory in deciding weather a prolonged expected death or a sudden accidental death is worse.
I myself am a pantheist. I do not need a book or teachings to see "God" but am capable of seeing the "all seeing" on my own accord. I guess I WOULD be an atheist, but I have always figured if I cannot prove or disprove the existence of god, how can I make the right choice? I was raised in almost every religion known to man. Grew up in Catholic school, after my dad's death I was baptized Mormon... Then later brought into Souther Baptist. My biggest struggle with renouncing any type of organized religious faith was accepting that maybe there is no "heaven" with a gaggle of my lost loved ones waiting for me at some pearly gates.I believe this is the reason I have turned to supernatural and ghosts as proof there is a conscious afterlife., I never could understand how energy could transfer .. But then I saw my first human death.
After the last breath was taken, I immediately knew they had passed. Those surrounding me at bedside didn't believe me at first, but I "saw" (more like felt, im not THAT cooky) the spirit leave. I had my hand in my grandfather's as he died, and would have thought he was just "sleeping". But something is missing when one dies. They aren't sleeping, but you just can't put your finger on what missing. I believe this is the spirit.
With my background in science, I understand matter can never be destroyed. Everything has molecules and atoms swirling around at high speeds. You can't SEE them, but that OBVIOUSLY doesn't mean they don't exist. Energy absorbs energy, water turns to vapor. With our brains full of electricity, this energy must go somewhere.
Is there a conscious gathering after death? If so, FUCKING AWESOME... If not, we're fucking dead, know no difference and who fucking cares? (Oh that's right, those of us known as survivors)
Stay strong. Keep the memory of our lost loved ones alive. Be thankful for every day above ground.
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Pet Sematary Chapter 26 p.167