That Time Will Come.

 

 

                                         That Time Will Come

        Let's talk about death.  This is something I really don't know anything about.  But being ignorant on a subject doesn't mean I shouldn't talk about it.  Politicians do it all the time.  Anyway, let's face it, we all think we're going to die someday. I know you have thought about it many, many times.  It dawned upon you when you were young and in your teens and you woke up in a cold sweat and calling for your parents.  It dawned upon you when you grew older and familiar faces were no longer there, and every time the thought of death comes to fore, you push it back, you push it way back...and before you know it, it's forgotten.

       Yes, we're all going to die, but have you ever wondered to yourself...maybe you're not going to die?  Maybe you're different.  After all, you are you, and you know, deep in your heart, that you have been favored by some mystical power to live forever.  You will never die. 
   
         Am I saying something sacrilegious?  I hope not.  I'm for all religions, especially the kind you have to confess to all the time.   Confession does relieves one of guilt, imaginary or otherwise.  No, what I'm saying is that whoever is reading this may never experience an END; death is a word that does not exist, except in letters.  Many individual thinkers and grand religions have tried to deal with this subject of the END, and some quite successfully.  Some religious institutions exist solely for the purpose of preparing you for the END and have grown quite influential and wealthy in doing so.
    
         But I want to look at the end time from a different angle.  My hypothesis (it means 'maybe' in Latin) is that we can't die... because we're really not alive.  We do exist, but only through our senses, which is made up of sight, smell, feel, and taste.  These four senses guides us through this universe and is the ONLY connection we have to the outside world.   What if our senses are not what we think it is?  What if...what if our senses are lying to us?  Supposing nothing exist except you?  Suppose everything you hear, see, feel or touch, are nothing but your senses giving you a universe that does not exist? What if nothing exist except your senses telling you that it does? 

       You have to admit that you can neither prove nor disprove this hypothesis.  Perhaps you are being tested for a higher purpose and somebody is watching?  Who knows, God may be sitting right next to you, right now, judging you.  Many great thinkers and many great religions have tried to deal with this subject in pragmatic terms: in the end, your body will be burnt or buried or sent out to space to circle the earth for all eternity, and what's left is just nothing...Or, if you've been good, you'll find your senses remaining, and you see yourself getting off a train to greet old friends and family that went ahead of you.  All I want (and I really don't exist) is to write funny stories and to show you some pictures.  Is that cool?