I asked Google what it was like when you die. It didn't have anything useful to say back to me. Oh well, I'm sure I'll find out someday what it's like, because we all get old and then we die. It did say you cease to exist. That was an interesting line come to think about it. I wonder what it's like to actually die. I'm not afraid of death, I'm more afraid of the process, going through that process has got to be a pain in the ass. For some that could be a literal statement.
But I don't know why I'm obsessed with death and the process of dying. I haven't a clue. I wonder why that is. It can't be a good thing, let me tell you. I just wonder what it would be like to cross over and go into the light, into a new world that awaits. I'm afraid that because I don't go to church when I die it's over and there's no coming back to God. Kinda scary if you ask me, maybe that's why I'm obsessed with dying. I don't want to go to Hell and all of that fire and brimstone kind of life. I don't know.
It would be nice to be able to see what's on the other side before you go. Is it peaceful? Is it terrible? Who's to say what's going to happen exactly? I just don't have a clue and that scares me. I've been known to say that I'm afraid of the unknown. Some people have related to that, others have just said tough luck and wished me on my way.
When I do go, I hope it's to a kind place of understanding.
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