Sunday, 29 December 2013


The future prominently possesses hope if not THE HOW to live forever. People will evolve into longer life or might develop how to live forever as per non extinction of the human race via natural or foretold destructions.
Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but people think it is, and we have been mere human beings. The wolf changes his coat, but not his disposition, so it is that when we die we leave death behind for others to experience it, sad it is that dying doesn't end death but only initiates another person's desolation.

Probably if people are granted the ultimate right to change humanity, sincerely, where to be born and how or when to die would be the least altered, as we are too occupied to be concerned about the beginning and the end. Fate and faith have dominated our sensitive issues such that fear has coveted the capacity to discuss our end days when opportunities arrive, as our ignorance towards DNR issues, shyness of personal choice of cremation or burial rites, anger towards intuitive advise to draft a will. Either by fear or naivety we ignore the legacy we've embarked upon. The truth is that we live out our lives putting off all that can be put off; perhaps we all know deep down that we are almost more than conceivably mortals and that sooner or later all men will succumb and come to pass. Yea right, wear and tear makes life a process of dying, from the moment of birth every movement, change or growth is a step towards death, which means death is our ultimatum. Therefore the belief that death is just the beginning, once again what is the best way to die.

Self-love is not opposed to the love of other people. You cannot really love yourself and do yourself a favor without doing people a favor, and vise versa.

Here then is an immediate quest, how would a person opt to be exterminated? Sooner or later amidst the groans and moans, the pleasures and labours, the intricate question begins to flicker with death in it's blossom. If we polish the quest as it might then appear posh and less horrendous, IS THERE A BETTER WAY TO DIE?

How soon not now, becomes never. So let's relive the relics of moments of death. Who wills the end, wills the means. Spare a moment and weigh these manners of exit:


From the faults of another, a wise man will correct his own, ever thought of the worse way to die? Or you just about start thinking? Nevertheless through courses such as first aid and professional caring, and other courses maintaining and preserving life is much more a possibility. But the one who wills is the one who can.

Genuine security arises from actual, firsthand knowledge that one is both capable and worthy of achieving happiness (through conscious, responsible action) and, once having attained it, that he deserves it.