The Art Of Death

Have you ever sat back and really thought about death? Like, really in depth, battled your subconscious about the fact that one day you are going to die? It’s true, everyone will one day. Why not think about it? Better yet, why not listen to a man, who should be a psych ward patient, talk about it… because here we go.

 

I think about death a lot. If you are an avid reader of My Manic Life Online, first off, thank you, and secondly, you know that I have brought up the topic of death a lot. There is good reason that I do it too. It’s simple really, I think about death everyday. No, I’m not suicidal, no I’m not looking for pity, and no I’m not afraid of my certain doom that is my final goodbye when the curtain of life falls. I’m just… curious. I really just want to know what happens, as do most people I believe, but I think I take it too far. I know there are other people like me out there, I know ONE other person, but there has to be more.

 

The fact is this; I am not suicidal, but I WANT to die simply to figure out WTF happens when it’s all said and done. There are so many theories (a lot that I can’t even wrap my head around at all, some that I can grasp a little, and very few ideas from different ones that I HOPE are true). Does that make me insane, or am I only insane because I am making this publicly known?

 

Now, I’m trying to change and live here, in the now, but sometimes, the mind still gets curious (especially when your brain runs marathons all the time). It’s hard to get off the fact that one of the biggest things that you will ever do is die. One of which is be born into this life, the other: leave. And I’m not saying vacation; I’m saying this “flesh robot” (credit that term to my friend “Jon”) will cease to exist.

 

They say that really thinking about the fact that one day you will die can be the most humbling experience anyone can do. I believe it and I think everyone should really sit back and really think about it. Not in a negative light, it’s not meant to cause depression or sadness even. Just sit back and think about death because it should make you want to make more of an impact while you’re here, create more happiness for yourself and others while you’re here and just be a better person. There’s no reason to be sad about it, just be a better person.

 

Do I think that I’m crazy for always thinking about death and wanting to die and not wanting to in a s suicidal way? Hell yes I think I’m bat shit crazy, for many reasons. But the thing is, at least I know I can be humble when it comes to death. I’m not afraid of it; I know it’s coming. I want to know what’s going to happen, but don’t we all? Finally, I’ve sat back and thought about ceasing to exist a lot; I have my theories, I think my own thoughts, as does everyone else, but I’ve gone to the next level with it. Try it sometime, it’ll change your life forever.