Friday, November 1, 2013

I'm deathly afraid

of death. I'm the type of person who doesn't like to think about it so much because it makes me dizzy.

Well, it's not necessarily death I'm afraid of- I like to imagine it as the most calming event of someone's life- I'm afraid of what happens after. Is that it? Like, after investing in this body for so long I just disappear? Do I go somewhere else? Is heaven real? Just making this post scares me a little.

I'm not saying that we shouldn't try living anymore because we're still gonna die anyway, I'm just saying that it's such a mystery to all of us, alive and well, where we go or if we do go anywhere. Someone can't just come up to me and tell me that he is 100% sure heaven exists because, how would he know? He's alive.

These kinds of things make you think, doesn't it? Because of the fact that we don't know what happens to us after we die, we have to enjoy where we are, what we have, and who we're with because it might be taken away from us when we reach our end. It seems depressing at first but acronyms and slang such as YOLO are based upon this principle and I guess, whether you look at it positively or negatively, death is bound to happen so we've just got to enjoy our life while we can.
Well, I didn't live up to my promise. Hi guise I'm alive