The Bright Side of Death- Ephemerality

We measure everything in terms of our material dimension.  But the material dimension is holding us back. The collective obsession with money, sex and creature comforts enchains the soul. Perhaps death is liberation. Perhaps  the real party is happening somewhere else and our “life” is a pale imitation of the real thing.

If we went to a popular restaurant, we wouldn’t dream of keeping our table forever. We would enjoy our dinner and leave. This way someone else can do the same thing.

The same applies to life. We take up space. We take up jobs, houses, food. We take up psychological space too. We demand respect, admiration, love.

You get the picture. We must vacate so new souls in new bodies can manifest themselves. This is how life renews itself. We need to identify with the process rather than with our  personal existence.

Imagine what the world would look like if no one died! We’d be rubbing shoulders with Genghis Khan’s soldiers! We’d have to listen to Sonny and Cher, and Madonna forever. After our turn, we must leave the stage.

We’re always harping about equality.  Aging and death are the only truly equal things in life. No matter how rich or poor, smart or stupid, we all age at the same rate and die. It’s true some live longer, but the result is still the same.

This is particularly gratifying when I think of the Illuminati. They cannot save themselves. These assholes are going to die and no matter what the media says about how wonderful they were, we’ll be cheering. Their deaths will be a blessing. You know whom I am thinking of.

Death is nature’s way of cleansing mankind and making a fresh start.

We do cling to life tenaciously. I enjoy life but if we look at it objectively, the way we live, is it really so great? Will we really miss it? (I think I will miss the inspiration I sometimes experience from within.)