How do you deal with death? The reason I ask is I recently had a family member pass away and was wondering how other people handle somebody close to them dying. Also, what do you believe happens to a person when they die?
When a bond is broken that was such a part of my self that it is though I die, unimaginable and excrutiating pain passes through my body. I writhe in agony and curse my meaningless existence and lament at how short and cruel life is. When death occurs, I am thrown between extreme poles of angst and solitude. Angry at myself for being helpless against it. Angry at others for having allowed it. Angry at the world for being in such a pitiful state that death occurs and that I have to feel as I do.
And so I stand in the austerity of my mind, afraid to move, afraid to cause any action, and try to prolong my own existence as much as possible, knowing that this meaningless act only provides a warm blanket of nihilism. I like it in this box and I build walls to close off myself to protect the pain from ever entering. I do such a good job that nothing at all bothers me. I'm able to be supra human and laugh at death while others around me cry and regard me with shifting suspicions. Then I finally build the roof and stay in the house, alone, and comforted that I don't have to deal with the outside world and death.
Slowly, a storm severe and unexpected cautiously starts washing my walls down. I am afraid. I remember what it means to be outside and I cower and hide. The rains come and destroy my efforts and my years of effort. And in this state I am naked and alone again, doomed to face my own self and death, that old enemy looms nearer.
So I get up from the ruins, a rising phoenix, and begin moving again, laughing at death and growing mad with time, waiting for the rains to come and knock down all the houses I see.
Once in awhile, I'll meet a stranger I've known since the dawn of time and we travel together, sharing everything. Such occurences are rare and are cherished. And then the friend too departs and I am again alone, doomed to choose which way to go.
When a person dies, that person's biological functions cease to function.
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