Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Death


The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and has often perplexed great philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that the recurrence itself recurs.

Putting it negatively, the myth of eternal return states that a life which disappears once and for all, which does not return, is like a shadow, without weight, dead in advance and whether it was horrible, beautiful or sublime….its horror, sublimity and beauty means nothing. And when we brain storm on the concept of eternal return…we should not forget about DEATH

DEATH the sublime truth of life…..of this birth….of our very existence….

Does death Really exist???

What does it feel like when you are dying???

Can I know when and how I will die???

Is death painful??

How do I prepare for death???

These are some of the questions that drools in the minds of individuals…..scared individuals….

The Bhagwad Gita says:-

“Just as a man casts off worn out clothes

And gets new ones,

So the self casts off worn-out bodies

And enters new ones.

When this is the case, why do you worry??

Why do you weep??

For a wise person, death is beautiful;

It is only when one lacks knowledge

That one fears it.”

3 comments:

Unknown said...

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
And pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
That I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
And call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
So I could play them back, sit and gaze.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
To stop and say "I love you,"
Instead of assuming that you KNOW it.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well, I'm sure you'll have many more,
So I can let this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
To make up for an oversight,
And we always get a second chance
To make everything just right.
There will always be another day
To say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance to say "Anything I can do?"
But just in case I might be wrong,
And today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
And I hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
Young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
You get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
Why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time
For a smile, a hug, or a kiss
And you were too busy to grant someone, What turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
And whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
And that you'll always hold them dear


Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you,"
or "It's okay." And if tomorrow
never comes, You'll have no
regrets about today.( this is what i say to myelf) that also means YOU.

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