Death. Sometimes it comes to people who are expecting it but don't know when. Some other times it comes to people who know they are going to die but don't know how. Most unfortunate are the people, for whom the death comes announced and in an unexpected way.
Lucky are those people who death honors by telling them when and how they are going to die. I wish I was was one of them. Have you ever wondered how would you feel if you were falling off a building. The wind will be blowing past your face. Horror will engulf your mind of the eventuality it has tried to avoid all its life within you. Thud! Over!
My question is simple. How would it would feel when you realize, mid air, that there is only one way it could end? Would your fears be at peace? Or would your dreams cry out in frustration.
I think I cannot be at peace with death. Life has rewarded me several moments of pure ecstasy. It has also made me go through the worst hell possible (or so I think). Between these two experiences would I prefer the wind of eventuality? No I guess, that's why I am scared of death.
That's why I am amazed by Stranger than fiction. Would I be brave enough to face my death? This is a question no one can answer honestly before facing such an eventuality. Let me try nevertheless. Yes. I want to believe that. Yes, I can embrace death for a greater good I believe in.
Greater good is not coding, unfortunately, I love. Its the propagation of life (it's only purpose) of who can live more than you will. Can I give hope or life to others? That's the final question I will have my death answer.
Lucky are those people who death honors by telling them when and how they are going to die. I wish I was was one of them. Have you ever wondered how would you feel if you were falling off a building. The wind will be blowing past your face. Horror will engulf your mind of the eventuality it has tried to avoid all its life within you. Thud! Over!
My question is simple. How would it would feel when you realize, mid air, that there is only one way it could end? Would your fears be at peace? Or would your dreams cry out in frustration.
I think I cannot be at peace with death. Life has rewarded me several moments of pure ecstasy. It has also made me go through the worst hell possible (or so I think). Between these two experiences would I prefer the wind of eventuality? No I guess, that's why I am scared of death.
That's why I am amazed by Stranger than fiction. Would I be brave enough to face my death? This is a question no one can answer honestly before facing such an eventuality. Let me try nevertheless. Yes. I want to believe that. Yes, I can embrace death for a greater good I believe in.
Greater good is not coding, unfortunately, I love. Its the propagation of life (it's only purpose) of who can live more than you will. Can I give hope or life to others? That's the final question I will have my death answer.
