Isn't it disappointing that, when you reach the age where you can discuss your future and anticipate what it may hold, you're actually talking approximately 60 to 70 decade from the time you first had that higher brain function? Beyond that, there is no game changer that you will ever be cognizant of.
In other utterances, we are purely and simply making plans for the size of our eventual funeral. No? What else exist? Hardly anything you already have or accumulate will accompany you on your journey into the unfamiliar; all of this will remain at home. Heritage?, greatness?, wealth?. And what is that? Your subconscious would not have been able to assist you in understanding what it might mean if it were a thing. Because death becomes us all, everything we are and strive to be is just for our deliberate selves to gobble up.
However, regardless of how you have been brainwashed to think a certain way, the death dread often completely overrides this instruction and substituting it with a spectrum of emotions, including desperation, indignation, bemusement, and melancholy. Why do you think some people, regardless of their beliefs, take a dump or spit themselves when a bullet is fired at them? Why do you think some grown men cry when they are dying? Why do people become unconscious during viscous dissipation in the air? What, why, and from what do you fear? Because death is a powerful force and no one knows what lies beyond.
Why not just wait it out? LOL. The best course of action is to depart when life has sufficiently bludgeoned you to diminish your perceptions and prevent you from experiencing those thoughts and feelings of the deathbed (I am talking about old age). I said the best approach, but rarely does anything go as planned, so that's at prime blind optimism.
Have you ever given any thought to how you'd ultimately proceed? This article might seem so spontaneous and so out there. It terrifies you, doesn't it? It definitely does for me. I mean, sometimes when I am out and about having fun and all that, I stop, take a moment, and think to myself, someday this is all coming to an end, someday some individuals are likely to to scream and shout and shed tears because I can't be seen any more, because they can't even call my mobile and hear me say "Heyyyyy," because they can't call me to come hang out, because they can't come keep a very close eye on me at my house regularly.
This article may come across as a somber, frightening piece that only discusses death, or it may act as the quintessential inspiration for all of your life's endeavors. It simply depends on your current mental state while interpreting this or your general outlook on life.
The very next time you're extremely reluctant to make a commitment or approach a stunning woman or good looking guy to express your feelings, think about what you have to lose before taking the risk. We will all soon pass away, don't we? Bear the gamble, start a relationship, confront your manager and tell him he's way off the mark, and generally act fearlessly because the dread of death is far greater than any sheer terror you may have of that individual or circumstance.
Life has nothing to offer us but to prepare us for death
