Lost In Time

Death

What is death? Before I begin to denounce what I've concluded, allow me to explain my opinion as to what death is. Death is beauty, mystery, and curiosity. Death is also frightening, otherworldly, and possibly earth shaking. These adjectives should be graspable as this text continues. Scientifically, death is when a body's energy simply ceases. What truthfully happens to this energy is only known by the individual numbers of the worldwide historical body count. The outside force that stops your being's motion is unknown to you until you are a number of this body count. Now, let's go back to what is death. Death is your flesh, the skin you exercised and moisturized, cleaned, and watched grow for all of your existence, buried six feet below the earth's surface. Death is the hair you cleaned, and brushed, touched, falling from the bone that once protected the brain you fed with knowledge, memory, and life. Death is that brain, your existence, fading off, just as your predecessor's. Every scholar, every being that walks this earth, their memory, the earth's source of information, this vast and never ending database of information, held within the human brain. That of which, melts postmortum. That is death, as I perceive it.