YOU NAME IT

"AN END FOR SOME"

Remember when we were kids and young and weird? I remember when I was a kid and I used to watch this program on tv with my mother, called "The secret of survival". It followed a pack of zebras in the open fields of Africa, roaming about their daily business. That made them my favorite animal of all time. (Are they black with white stripes or white with black stripes, because the latter certainly has more privileges and changes the whole thing.)

I used to watch these mindless upgraded versions of horses roaming, and would wish that the family stay happily ever after together. But then the program would switch to another favorite animal of mine, cheetahs. And I didn't want anything bad happening to them either, because they were so cute. Wasn't long before I realized that they need to eat the king of the jungle (They're worthier than tiny dick lions.), in order to survive. You can't have it both ways.

So, it was back then when I realized that death was part of our lives, that its grasp on your loved ones is to be expected. But still got shocked when I realized my mom's biting it from cancer.

And after me realizing the imminent death of my parents, (They're both pretty freaking old.) I began wondering about the topic I had been sedulously trying to avoid thinking about.

"Death"

Is it a portal of some kind, to the land of eternity?

Is it a fun journey to another body in some other part of the world?

Is it simply a glitch in the simulation?

Do you join god himself on his master plan of letting kids die but watching out for that righteous Christian girl in a small town in the middle of America?

Do you enter another dimension and become a semi-god?

Or is it simply a dreamless sleep? And you get as much of an afterlife as a chair sitting movelessly for years in a dark damp corner, not being noticed; once being the most glorious object in the room which was able to maintain a healthy habit of kissing important people's ass, does.

I still think ditching the museum and going to the party drinking your awareness away is the best possible option.

(TO BE CONTINUED)