You'll Never Die Alone/Just Keep Going

I know that I have been very negative on my blog for the past year or so. But I have realised (of late) that things really aren't that bad.

I know for a fact that we are going to die. (I'm not saying that to maintain my reputation of churning out hideously morbid written pieces).

We are going to die. So what?

There are plenty of things you want to do. You want to watch the next biggest television show that FOX picked up for its new lineup. You want to go to Paris, so that you can have picture of the Eiffel Tower in your very own camera. You want to cut a record, and bring it to Clive Davis, in order to be the next big thing in BMG. You want to go to university, and do something, and actually be a step closer to realising those naive and idealistic things you said in our High School Yearbooks.

You're going to do all those things. You may die in the middle of fulfilling those goals, you may die after living a long and full life. You may not die at all, wishing you would die after years of being hooked up to a life-support machine.

So what.

It's not that bad. I'm not going to make it sound any worse than it is. The worst that could happen, is that you die. That's as far as it goes. So what are you afraid of?

Dying alone? You want to have the special someone, when you're of marriageable age, yet you can't bring yourself to date again after one too many botched up relationships that you invested too much of yourself in, while your good-for-nothing partner did nothing to save it?

Wishing you did something with your life, so that you wouldn't feel so empty when you face your coffin? So that you won't cry harder with every hammer stroke that drives the nails on your coffin deeper and deeper and deeper?

So what if you die alone? So what if you die first, while the love of your life is left to live a lifeless death?

I guess the only thing we have to come to terms with, is that these things are all going to happen anyway, and fear isn't going to change anything.

The only way to actually overcome the fear is to look at the end of the road - death. That's all that's going to happen. You just cease to breathe. Your heart ceases to pump, the brain ceases to fire neurons from one cortex to another.

So what?

You're asking so what? SO WHAT? Well for one, telling yourself all those things isn't going to help ease the pain any. You're still going to fear death, and it's still going to be a very, very bad thing.

You'll die, at the end of it all, knowing that in that brief lifetime, you've done nothing of any significance, even if you've been the President of the United States for two consecutive terms, even if you supported the war on Iraq. You've just been another speck of dust.

Worst of it all? You'll die alone. Everyone's alone when they die. They all say that death is a beginning of better things. That it is painless, and it indicates that it's time for you to say bye-bye to the world.

Guess what, those people may hold your hand while you lie in your hospital bed, but at the end of the day, you face the reaper alone. You cross over to the afterlife very much alone. That path you have to take may be terrifying. It may be fraught with dangers and threats, but I'm sorry, you're just a lost soul floating around. Get used to dealing with things on your own. Nobody's got your back.

So what?

So you die alone. With fear, and without meeting all those objectives you've set for yourself.

You've got a lot to fear.

Die Alone - Ingrid Michaelson



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