Moonlight
Out of my own spontaneous mind, I put my mind in a scenario:
If I were about to die and had one last decision to choose any song I'd like to listen to before I died, what would it be?
Without hesitation I chose the third movement of Claude Debussy's Suite Bergamasque (or Clair de lune[Moonlight in French] as most people know it by).
As I sat here and listened to it, calm rivers of tears streaming down my face, I felt something beautiful:
With my heart beating heavily, as it always has, and my blood strongly pumping out to my fingers and toes, that I have always felt, I imagined what those last five and a half minutes of my life would feel like.
My life certainly did not flash before my eyes, but I felt all the feelings in my life that I have ever felt up until that point. I truly had been living, I really had been living up until that moment.
And as the music resolved, I felt myself falling away, realizing only in death is my life made clear to me.
This is my time now. The most selfish moment I will ever experience. And this is how I am complete, how I am defined.
I did live. I have died. And now all that's left are memories and the future for everyone else.
If I were about to die and had one last decision to choose any song I'd like to listen to before I died, what would it be?
Without hesitation I chose the third movement of Claude Debussy's Suite Bergamasque (or Clair de lune[Moonlight in French] as most people know it by).
As I sat here and listened to it, calm rivers of tears streaming down my face, I felt something beautiful:
With my heart beating heavily, as it always has, and my blood strongly pumping out to my fingers and toes, that I have always felt, I imagined what those last five and a half minutes of my life would feel like.
My life certainly did not flash before my eyes, but I felt all the feelings in my life that I have ever felt up until that point. I truly had been living, I really had been living up until that moment.
And as the music resolved, I felt myself falling away, realizing only in death is my life made clear to me.
This is my time now. The most selfish moment I will ever experience. And this is how I am complete, how I am defined.
I did live. I have died. And now all that's left are memories and the future for everyone else.