We are born. We wait for death. We know death is inevitable. It is coming. However, we avoid it at every turn and deny its existence. It is the eternal lie we tell ourselves. And we’re convincing. All the way up till the moment it catches us.
I envy those who accept death when it stands before them. I can only wish I will be in such a state of acceptance when it is my turn. We spend our entire lives trying to escape the reality of death. Delusions of immortality are nothing new. We all possess them. As human beings we see the beginning and end of everything. It is how we cope with time. We cannot truly fathom eternity. So why is it we cannot convince ourselves that there is an end to us?