A Question For Thanatos
Death - you are not welcome, never will be for those not personally waiting for you. And so many times even the ones that you come for, are not ready, would never expect you. The ones who do expect you though...are usually impatient to meet you. It would seem that you have a horrible job. Never welcome, or, even when you are, you are never fast enough, quiet or quick enough. It must be a lonely job, to never be welcome, to never have a choice, never have a kind word spoken towards you, to always be the enemy. What lessons should we learn from you, who have no choice but to do what you do, without prejudice, often without mercy, who stands coldly by as the soul you take rips the heart from the people left behind, or gives them release they do not want? You give nothing, and take everything. What would you say to us, if we could listen and hear your words? Thanatos...what would you have us know? Would the knowing make it easier for you - for us? I have both seen you coming and been surprised while you took a loved one unawares. In the end is there a difference? The loved ones are dead, and we are left. Is the only difference possible a choice that we can make? Or, is it, undeniably out of our hands? Life is made up of choices it is said. Yes or no, in or out, up or down, and then there are important choices...to love or hate, to fight or give in, to be a hero or a coward, to live or to die. All but that last one, are up to us. Why are we so obsessed with avoiding the one that is out of our hands? It would seem that it is the one choice where we have the freedom to NOT choose, because it will happen anyway. Like a woman in labor, there comes a time where her body will give birth whether she likes it or not, it's not longer up to her. Like the soldier who is finally faced with life and death, the choice to fight or give in, to be a hero or coward....there is a moment when it becomes an inevitability. Your methods are unpredictable, and yet the results are always the same. The body dies. And the soul is set free. Physically necessary, you come for all of us. One wonders, would Death choose differently, if there were a choice?