IAMSANE's Blog - D E A T H ....

Death ?
It will fit me like a glove.
I am dying to slip my hand inside it; longing to feel Death's fingers inside me.
Most people form a perception of Death that frightens the life out of them.
It is skeletal fingers reaching toward them from an undesireable shadowy figure that has crept up behind them intent on spoiling their run.
Death fills humans with dread; a dread which is no different to that which I have felt concerning the dreary quagmire that is life. Some cultures are known to mourn the birth of a child because of the hardship that is bound upon them, and celebrate death as it symbolises freedom from such drudgery.
I become alive when I go to dream during sleep and this I feel is similar to how death will be, except I will not have the inconvenience of being woken by my bodily functions, or of being disturbed by the sound of those who equate living with big noisy gestures.

Death ?
Perhaps those who have endured hellish lives will go on to experience a blissful Death state, whereas those who have had heaven on earth tumble into the furnace. Whatever assumptions we make about Death there is one certainty and it is that our assumptions are wrong, unless in death we get whatever it is we expect, rather than deserve.

It is enough for me to know that Death is not the end.
The details can wait til I get there.