Death

Death, although a normal part of life, is devastating.

The death of my best friend TreVaughn was traumatic. Death has a melancholy, eerie feel to it but to me it ultimately is a time and occasion of somber reminiscence.

The time and occasion to remember the best of someone is death. The world stops for a few minutes similarly to a moment of silence.

The realization hit me back when it happened, the realization that I would never see him again. It hurts. Mourning the loss of a best friend hurts a lot.

Ultimately when you come to peace with what happened is the time it becomes okay again, but every moment until then is agony.

Death for the elderly, when its their time is usually a beautiful moment when they are ready for their eternal sleep, (for those who are blessed with one), It is a time of celebration, respect, reconciliation and peace.

Many of a younger generation are fascinated with death, it is expressed through T.V., video games, and books. My opinions remain neutral on these but many feel it is a morbid expression. In a sense many are obsessed with it.

Many seek relief in death, we glorify and fear it. I feel it is nothing to fear just another part of life. I hold no opinion on any beliefs of the after life or reincarnation, however there are many philosophies following these ideas.

Whether it be with God in heaven or reincarnated based on what you did in one life and how it affects you in the next.

It is taboo, Many are uncomfortable with the thought of death and go great lengths to avoid it. Reasonably, The unknown that death holds is a scary mystery we may never fully answer.

We will all have to face it and sooner or later you may think and fear what comes next. Many believe in residual energies and consciousnesses left behind as ghosts. I do and it makes me ponder reality.

Death is confusing and although terrifying, it is necessary. Many choose to believe and hope to achieve a higher existence through death, that the body is just a vessel for the soul to use as a tool. that we are raw attention trapped in a body. I choose to believe it out of comfort. It helps me believe that this is not meaningless. That our existence is, although impermanent, is beautiful and serves a greater purpose.

We are not just what we accomplished. I am truly terrified if I did not cling to this, I would be forever living my life with a great amount of fear.

Death is unpredictable and today may be your last day. Or you may outlive all of your friends and family.

I feel like death is a bridge we will cross when we come to it. I hope someday we may reunite with those we lost.

I sincerely hope there is relief in the end! And want to pay my respects to Tre. I never forgot. R.I.P.