Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Death is an awkward topic to touch upon sometimes. It's either rather simple or far too complex to comprehend. But mostly, it's always been too hard to ignore.

I've been thinking about it more often, especially when I read newspapers or listen to the TV. Most prominent is the steady trickle of soldier deaths in battle or on the sidelines. Then comes the cruel shock of murders among us, such as two girls who were stabbed just a few days ago for no apparent reason. In this perspective, with so many people/animals/organisms dying each day, minute, and second - life really has little value. The emotions that we install with it, however, make life more complex and sometimes better or worse.

Birth, life, death, and possibly the beyond. There's really no point to the cycle, as space would exist just fine without people messing it. The news just adds more to that aspect. It's made me speculate about what would happen when people died, people that I know up to a certain level? Would I care, would I not? What would transpire, would it affect anyone further?

Would they be happy?

And furthermore...what about when I died? Would I be killed - by disease, old age, or other? Crimes today don't help a vivid imagination. Obviously, the thought of no longer existing is pretty unnerving, but curiousity always manages to drag my mind all over this topic.

Lives are overtaken with death, directly or not. To fight for a greater cause, human error has coupled it with a faster amount of corpses among the masses. I've always wondered if people would, for one year, listen to the children who cared and wanted peace. The future, crushed or altered hopes by the dimming surroundings. Of course, it's not the children any longer. Much more are too jaded these days.

Rather, it is those without sin.

And I'm not being religious or anything. The very emotions that tie people's minds with life and death also feed upon possession, power, and greed. In a way, the game Tales of Symphonia deals with this - a vision of a world where discrimination is null and emotions are wiped. Do the few good hopes and kind acts overpower uselessness and corruption?

Perhaps a superiority complex is to blame, who knows?

My head hurts, so I'll stop here.
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