What is death? Death is something we will all experience at some point of our lives. What can we do about it? Absolutely nothing, escaping death will be out of our grasp for a long time, possibly forever. Maybe Baba Vanga's predictions will be right, as she predicted, in 4599, people will achieve immortality. Will we achieve this goal sooner? Later?
Never? Death has been surrounding me for the past two years of my life; I don't know when I'll die, or how I will die.
Last year, my Uncle, Uncle Walter died. He wasn't really my Uncle, since he was my Grandmother's brother, but I thought of him as an Uncle. He was a nice man, he always drove me to school when I needed it most, and provided rides to places when my father had the car. He took us to the airport when we moved from New York to North Carolina, he didn't even have to do that, but he did. I was sad when he died, because I never really got to talk to him much.
Next, is my Aunt, I really can't spell her last name at all, so I'll just call her Auntie. Like my Uncle Walter, I never really got to know her, so I was sad when she died too. I only remember her from faint memories, some of which may not be true. I remember one night, we went on a trip to Pennslyvania, I was probably 7 at the time, so I'm guessing it was a dream, but we went to Auntie's house for Thanksgiving, I hardly remember anything other than that, so I can't say anything else.
Finally, my Guinea Pig, Jingle. I love Jingle so much, I've had her for about five years now, she's pretty old, in Guinea Pig years, and she's starting to act her age, too. She's not moving at all, the Vet says her hips are going out, and there's nothing I or they can do about that. Her right eye is cloudy, I'm currently searching for ways to help with that not. The things I've seen are, no iron in her diet, this one is the least likely, since I've gave her carrots for two days the past week; she has a cold in her eye, she hasn't sneezed at all, or shown any signs of being sick; the final thing, is cataracts. This is the one I find to be effective, since she's old, saying Guinea Pig years is human years multiplied by 15, 5 x 15 = 75. So, it would most likely be cataracts. She's not moving anymore at all, and she's just sitting there. It's a sad sight for me, since she was active and playing just a few weeks ago.
The question is what does death mean to you? To me, it means simply this; this is a quote from my friend Xplicitable:
But there comes a time, for human
Animal
plant
micro-organism
When they cease to exist
Nothing in our grasp, can stop this.
We will all die one day.
Sadly that's that.
That's why I'm a Christian
I have hope.
