"Death is beautiful, because its fair to everyone."
It's from a movie, you know when I first heard it It really stuck with me, I used to use it everywhere and nowhere in writing. Now as I grow older the dialogue seems wrong in so many different ways. Death is never equal. The death of a eight year old from rape and a 80 year old who had a natural death is never the same. The first will remember this world as the trinity of evil the other will pass in a peaceful stance remembering life was good. Then they both will be buried of course, but you see the thing even their funeral won't be equal. One will be remember for the worst of her life, how her life was stolen from her the other will be remember for all the good she did, the memories she made perhaps the bad ones as well.
Life and death, the most common ground of life isn't fair to all, yet in the very same world we preach of justice. The fact that law exist is the proof how much humans are terrified of their very own race, how far they are willing to go for greed. After all humans are the only being that's capable of birthing another human and a monster at the same time.
