few days ago I dreamed of Death. Many fear it, others crave, but what is clear is that leaves no one indifferent. Our culture sees death with a "selfish" and I say this with knowledge of the facts. I was able to attend more than a funeral and see the pain that they infringe the fact that a loved one they have been abandoned. It is inevitable that certain feeling of sadness dwell in our hearts but in some cases death is better than life when life is meaningless for the living. We are selfish even in this aspect. Everything has a beginning and an final and can not be less than human.
Sometimes I wonder how that will stretch the leg. Ever since I've even seen my funeral held out as more than a one eluded him! "Good", although I would not even my own funeral. It is an act of farewell, and as such, are sad, painful and eternal time to celebrate it so, you know, if you can, do not come to my funeral. You have to take it philosophically, as the Americans. Mounted them if they know well. They killed a relative and mounted a binge that put blind ... then no wonder you sometimes see the dead, if they are of rum to the eyebrows. Jokes aside, it's hard to imagine the day that we are only a miserable speck in this vast universe.
Will it be a step into another dimension? Will we adopt some other way with the now famous reincarnation? Are we here to do a mission or they are simply beings who come into this world, leave a small footprint and then disappear without a trace?
Only in death hayaremos all our answers to the questions of life
(the target was not without some irony)
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