Fear, Courage and Cowardice. Life and Death.

[peeyush]

Me wonders. Me wonders about life. Me wonders about death. Life - uncertain. Death - certain. Life - hope. Death - ?. Death, I guess, is the final answer to all questions. We know death is certain and we fear it. We fight it. We have to fight it. Even I will fight for my life till I live when we come face to face. I hope to be brave enough when

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[nadircruise]

by that time we'll be lying in our warm beds, wrinkled hands, dimed eyesight and the same ol' LJ on our laptops binding us together, only the context of posts would change : there would be announcements of fellow LJers' deaths!

[suhit_kelkar]

The last paragraph is powerful and poetic.

[en_cephalin]

With the recent death of someone closest to me, I'd begun thinking that when you're born, you're given this big vessel full of love, innocence, people who love you, care about you, are elder to you. As you grow up, one by one you begin to lose those "nice" things, persons who mean the world to you, that vessel starts getting empty gradually, until finally you are at the giving end for someone else younger to you. Kind of like an hourglass... a lot of the small stuff doesn't seem as important then, if you think of the bigger picture. It helps me keep very calm during rather adverse times...

Here is a very powerful poem by Wislawa Szymborska - hope you enjoy it.
http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1996/poems-2-e.html

[nikhilkarkera]

"He not busy being born is busy dying" - Bob Dylan

[the_little_sasi]

"I will make death feel proud of its final victory."

Final victory?