Sunday, July 10, 2005

Fragile, Handle with care

I'm pretty sure that most of us have witnessed at least once in our lives how fragile life is. When someone that we know dies suddenly, the fragility of life becomes more noticeable, as if we were blindfolded all of the time and then we are not any more.

As a veil that vanishes away we realize how easy it is to stop existing. Because in reality a person who dies is not any more among the ones that he/she used to love. There's no need for its body to breath or eat or feel. Simply, the person and its body are gone, or in other words he/she doesn't exist any more.

For instance, Napoleon Bonaparte died long time ago. Even though we know about him from history, no matter how passionate we remember him as a bad or a good guy, the fact is that he is not here with us, only his deeds. He existed once, but he doesn't exist any more.

This is rough and cold, but I had to put it as an example to make my point on this dissertation. It is really very easy to lose our life, so why don't we enjoy it and live it as it comes. Only our deeds will be remembered. All of our good intentions toward people and the world in general will be lost unless they become conscious acts from our part. Only what we were and did will remain.

I'll leave open to the belief of each one what happens after we die.

1 Comments:

At 7/11/2005 10:38 AM, Blogger Kurogin said...

La vida es pasajera y lo único seguro que tienes de ella es que en algún momento uno tiene que morir. Desgraciadamente la gente (en varias partes del mundo y más las capitalistas) no lo aceptan y trata por todos los medio, evitarla (como si fuese algo posible).

Saludos

 

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