A Dive Into My Mind

Death

It's funny how death has the ability to instill fear in the toughest and seem like a better option than existence for the broken. Tonight, I lay here thinking about demise, particularly mine and that of those close to me. There will come one day, far off in the future, when I'll just cease to exist. It'd be the time I take my last breath on this beautiful planet and then I'll be gone. Poof. All the adventures I went on, all the people I met, all the memories I made, just taken away. 

It's ironical how traditionally death invites you with open arms yet millions of people out there welcome death with open arms. I wonder what sort of pain they must be going through to willingly end it all. I could never wish that on someone. But the idea of Death visiting my loved ones and I messes me up in the head. No one will know our stories, we'll just be forgotten, like almost everyone from a hundred years ago. After all, no one remembers you if you haven't done anything great. Even those who do, will pass away sooner or later. It's an endless chain which all ends with the extinction of life first and then the collapse of our planet. 

I am aware that it's a little far fetched, but it's true. One day far away in the future, there will be no earth, no human beings left to remember anything about anyone. Not one soul to remember the great destruction humans created for themselves. There would be not one in the entire universe who would have heard about  Shakespeare, or Einstein, or Jane Austen, or Beyonce or anyone for that matter. Even you would have been forgotten down this endless chain.

Doesn't that scare you? The thought that your favorite food can't be eaten by you, you can't dance to your favorite music, do your favorite activities, spend time with the people you love, just breathe; doesn't that scare you? The manner you'll just be forgotten? Think about that.