My Death
When my friends console me for being afraid of heights, water, earthquakes, speed or even scary movies, I want to tell them the whys behind it. Death to me, is the most meaningful fear. Because, everything has to have an ending point, orelse there is no point of a beginning. We often consider the fear of death as contradictory to living well; an experienceless life experience. But death is not the opposite of life! It's only the counterpart to birth. And the fear of death is normal because it represents transformation, transition and change.
I fear death. Not because I don't want to die. Nobody wants to die! The reason behind my fear of death is the repercussions that come with it. I haven't touched snow yet, I haven't seen a waterfall, I have never taken a photo of a rainbow, or a turtle, or a field full of fireflies. What if I died now? In an accident. What if I died of an untreatable disease? What if I just, died! Right now! It scares me.
I want to die in front of a fierce mountain surrounded by long pine trees at night, looking up to the sky watching northern lights and when my eyes close for the last time and my skin starts to pale, I want my mind to spin around the memories of a lifetime.
My expectations from death are pretty high and I am sceptical about it happening anytime soon. I am afraid of being out of time. I am afraid of being out of sunsets. And, i think, that's what makes death so beautiful; the fear of it.