The only certainty when a being draws its first breath is that it marks the beginning of the end, a relentless trajectory towards the last breath. Life and death, identical twins; the ultimate paradox.
Most of us cannot grasp this reality, viewing death as a morbid twist to the fundamental sanctity of an existence to which we cling ever so desperately. Yes, there are those whose lives are so fraught with suffering that death is a welcome balm to the soul. Yet, all breathing beings cling to life with every ounce of strength - including the plant and animal kingdoms.
Why do we cherish life so dearly when we know that life as we know it will be taken away at a time and place concealed from us until the very moment of its arrival?
That is the ultimate question.
Most of us cannot grasp this reality, viewing death as a morbid twist to the fundamental sanctity of an existence to which we cling ever so desperately. Yes, there are those whose lives are so fraught with suffering that death is a welcome balm to the soul. Yet, all breathing beings cling to life with every ounce of strength - including the plant and animal kingdoms.
Why do we cherish life so dearly when we know that life as we know it will be taken away at a time and place concealed from us until the very moment of its arrival?
That is the ultimate question.
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