Mortality

Mortality. It is the bane of every existence, the reality of every sentient creature, the deepest fear of all conscious beings.

But why fear mortality when it is merely the end of all the endings we've experienced in life? Mortality is nature's course as are the seasons that bring death with life. So the end of life is inherent in its birth. There is no escape, no second chance, no re-living. For endings are inscribed in life itself.

We die everyday. We die to our desires, to our passions, dreams and hopes. We die to the beauty around us, to the possibilities of things that can be but will never. We die to each other. The end of a journey is marked always already marked in its beginnings.

So all things end; all that lives die. All relationships will see a finality brought on either by death or the the making of death. We kill relationships with our insecurities, our fears, our neurosis, our messed-up childhood histories, and with apathy and indifference.

And so there is mortality. Perhaps there is no greater reality than death - the death of all things, even memory itself. So remember while we can. And then we move on.

"So keep me awake to memorise you.

Give me more time to feel this way.

We can stay like this forever.

But I have you here today...

I will remember.

Remember all the love we shared today..."

For you.