Things That Bang

Death

Death comes to us all. Its one of those immutable karmas that we sentient beings seem to suffer from. The elixir of immortality has always intrigued humanity and many a tales have been told about the immortal soul becoming weary after centuries of living in a body that never grows old. And in all these tales of gods, demons, hags, witches or vampires the protagonists envy the frailty of human lives. Dichotomy of weird proportions when we humans spin ironical tales just to place value on our short lives. And then we fall back on religious beliefs where after death we live forever in hallowed chambers of heavens or roast in the pits of hell. But we do go on - happy or despairing in the circle of eternity. Some say its a matter of energy. Nothing just disappears it all goes somewhere. But what if there was no soul? Just the coincidental meeting of sperm and egg causing a little human being to be born, live, procreate or not and die? Just like the sun we'd rise and die- leaving nothing more than our deeds to be remembered if ever? It probably takes courage of extraordinary proportions to believe that there is nothing in the end and to look at death in the eye and say- Looks like this is the end of me forever and ever and I am happy to disappear. Sleep and never wake up.