"Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind.
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul"
- Samuel Ullman, Poet, Humanitarium
But you know what I can't work out? Why do we have a funeral a few days after DeathDay and all meet to "celebrate their life". Hmmmm..... weeeell scratch my head!!!!!!
We Westerners are a funny lot. We don't like to think of death one bit. The Eastern population are a whooooole lot different. Depending on the country most of our Eastern friends have been celebrating death for thousands of years. And some of the great Mystics of early Eastern history have documented their honor in death. And they pass it on from generation to generation because they are proud of death. In many cases death is an opportunity. An honor indeed.
Hmmm..... craaaazzeeeee baby!!!!!
See I don't want to think that when deathday comes to me it will finish the second I take my last breath and start decomposing. Nup. Uh uh. Nope. I am using my death already. I use it to motivate me into doing what I am doing. I am using death for my life. And then when I get deaded I am going to see all the good stuff. Mmmm Hmmmmm. Angels with beautiful wings. Heaps of them. And the light I have been told about. Oooooh maaaan, how cooool will that be. I can't wait. And then I get to see my family that have gone and have a bit of a chin wag. And then I get to watch over all of my relies and friends that i left behind. Bring it on baby...
See, it's not THE END for me because I don't want it to be. I BELIEVE what I believe and I don't want THE END. I believe and want a new BEGINNING. So when I finally pop off and get deaded, don't feel sorry for me because i will be in a much better place. And it will be nice if you remember me each year on the day of my passing. Just whisper with a smile
I'll hear you.........and smile!