Getting all philosophical
So, it's Thursday evening and I have homework for tomorrow. Never mind, it'll save for another day. :DD
Author: akikoscarlet
Title: At the End of the Road
Chapter(s): One-shot drabble
Characters/Pairings: Izaya
Rating: PG: talks of death.
Notes: I would like to say that the beliefs in this are not my views of death or the afterlife. These are Izaya's beliefs that I took and developed on. Personally, I believe in life after death (but I won't go into that now).
What I think of death, eh?
Nobody has a straight answer to that question, I'm not even sure if that brute could answer it in one sentence - though he'll probably grunt it all and come up with some non-intellectual answer.
I'm afraid of it, not the actual dying but what happens after death. Is there an afterlife or do we just end there and then? I'd like to believe there is an afterlife, that there's something after death. I don't though, it's a bleak thought but I think there's nothing after death, nothing at all. You just disappear into thin air - your soul does, your body stays on Earth and then it doesn't last for long. Yet I don't know if that is what really happens - I've haven't died.
I suppose that makes me fear my demise more than most; not knowing what's on the other side. Humans are like that, they fear what they do not understand or know.
Death is something I don't ever want to cross paths with. I would like to live forever. Nebula are working on a cure for death - though it's not really a cure, but a prevention. It prevents you from dying. They found out about it after a bunch of hooligans in the 1930s started catching bullets between the eyes and kept living to tell the tale, and so they began investigating and experimenting to find this prevention.
I wonder what it's like to be immortal, to not fear death. However it must bring a new kind of fear; what happens when the end of the World comes? You'll be the only one left alive at the end - save from the other immortals - but would you ever meet them in our huge universe? When the Sun and Earth have been destroyed and you're floating around space in complete darkness?
You have to ask the question: is it really worth living forever when everything living has become extinct and the World is nothing but mere rubble floating in space? It's not worth it to me, I really would rather die with the crowd.
I don't want to die, I know I will - it's unavoidable. But when my time's up, I'll make sure I'll go up with a bang. And that's a promise.
Author: akikoscarlet
Title: At the End of the Road
Chapter(s): One-shot drabble
Characters/Pairings: Izaya
Rating: PG: talks of death.
Notes: I would like to say that the beliefs in this are not my views of death or the afterlife. These are Izaya's beliefs that I took and developed on. Personally, I believe in life after death (but I won't go into that now).
What I think of death, eh?
Nobody has a straight answer to that question, I'm not even sure if that brute could answer it in one sentence - though he'll probably grunt it all and come up with some non-intellectual answer.
I'm afraid of it, not the actual dying but what happens after death. Is there an afterlife or do we just end there and then? I'd like to believe there is an afterlife, that there's something after death. I don't though, it's a bleak thought but I think there's nothing after death, nothing at all. You just disappear into thin air - your soul does, your body stays on Earth and then it doesn't last for long. Yet I don't know if that is what really happens - I've haven't died.
I suppose that makes me fear my demise more than most; not knowing what's on the other side. Humans are like that, they fear what they do not understand or know.
Death is something I don't ever want to cross paths with. I would like to live forever. Nebula are working on a cure for death - though it's not really a cure, but a prevention. It prevents you from dying. They found out about it after a bunch of hooligans in the 1930s started catching bullets between the eyes and kept living to tell the tale, and so they began investigating and experimenting to find this prevention.
I wonder what it's like to be immortal, to not fear death. However it must bring a new kind of fear; what happens when the end of the World comes? You'll be the only one left alive at the end - save from the other immortals - but would you ever meet them in our huge universe? When the Sun and Earth have been destroyed and you're floating around space in complete darkness?
You have to ask the question: is it really worth living forever when everything living has become extinct and the World is nothing but mere rubble floating in space? It's not worth it to me, I really would rather die with the crowd.
I don't want to die, I know I will - it's unavoidable. But when my time's up, I'll make sure I'll go up with a bang. And that's a promise.