So the news of a particular footballer's death in a car accident spread through social media. It's the number one trending topic everywhere. It feels strange because people die every day, but no one seems to care.
However, there is always a sentimental attachment and a need to mourn when these people are people we see, know, and love from afar.
Their deaths are not special, this is true, but the feeling we attach to the existence of others, what they mean to us, or the place that hold in our heart can determine the degree or the extent to which we mourn them.
So people choose who they mourn based on these experience. However, while many people love this guy from a fan standpoint, he died in the accident alongside his younger brother, and not many people would have mourned as much if it had been just his brother. I suppose familiarity is what makes the difference here.
However, regardless of how much it hurts, 80% of people will move on after one week. Why? Because they probably do not know him physically, and they will probably find someone to take his place in their hearts. It is not the same when we lose a father, mother, brother, sister, or even a child.
These types of losses are permanent; they are like scars that constantly remind you of pain; your entire life collapses, and even if you are able to rebuild it, it feels like patching an egg with a needle and thread.
For someone who has experienced multiple losses, I can relate.
I've seen death more than the average regular people, and I've hurt so much and I can no longer ache.
At the beginning I just wanted to end my life, or maybe stay at home and waste away, I wasn't as healthy anyway, so it didn't feel like life was worth it anyway. Even today, life feels mostly like vanity.
If I did not have to pay bills, I would probably have wasted away in depression, but having to work to pay bills keeps my mind from "wasting away" because I need to be in the right frame of mind to make money.
Clearly, the dead do not feel grief.
Those who have been left behind must grieve. The dead do not feel anything after death; it goes to the soul to its maker, and while we often predict what happens next, no one has proof because no one has conquered death (except Jesus) and lived to tell the tale.
I know it is an uncomfortable and controversial topic to discuss, but it is an unavoidable part of life that few people prepare for. This is because most people live and live; they want degrees, beautiful children, love, and a thriving business, and they get lost in all of the fun.
This is not to say that people should not be like this; it is simply that they are and never truly prepare for anything else. It is crazy how we can be here today and not be here tomorrow.
Apparently no one wants to think it could be them, but there are no mathematical or psychological calculations for the illogicality of death and who it chooses, which is why humility is required.
Of course, there comes a time when people want to choose death; at the very least, life must be pretty messed up for people to do so, but the average regular person does not want or prepare for it, and this is due to the uncertainty that it brings. Some people are scared that their wayward lives may have repercussions when they're no longer here, and this isn't always the same with some who believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, and is Born again.
In reality
Because of how we choose to mourn, we demonstrate that we live in the delusion of death, even though we are aware that it spares no one, and that we sometimes become preoccupied with things like good health, a good life, and a smooth life.
It just feels like people who have these things do not die, or their chances of dying are reduced. True, the chances are slimmer, but this algorithm does not fully synchronize with the universe. However, no one can completely understand life, which is why everyone must accept the uncertainty of life, believe in its fickleness, and so on.
However, most of the time we are too preoccupied with the smoothness of life to stop and wonder. We only wonder when it happens because it surprises us: a clear indication that we live too much in the present.
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