[Trigger warning for more talk of death.]
So, I had to do a discussion in my class today and what we had to do was pick two works of art and show how they had a common theme. The theme that popped up in my head first was mortality. I don’t know why, but I’ve been contmeplating my own mortality a lot lately.
What happens when you die?
What happens after you die?
Is there an afterlife or does it all just end?
What about reincarnation? Is that a possibility?
Is this the afterlife? Have I died and I just don’t know it? Is the pain, the suffering, the feelings of inadequicy and failure, the abandonment, the “bad luck” that has befallen me simply my personalized version of hell?
Is what happens after death something that’s just out of the realm of human understanding? If that’s true, is that why people are so afraid of it? People tend to fear what they don’t understand, so it makes sense (at least to me) that people would fear death because they can’t comprehend it. The dead can’t come back to life and tell you what lies beyond. It’s something you must experience for yourself and that is a truly terrifying thought.