Scared?

           

            Death scares everyone. We hush the children crying; scare them into obedience with the word.  If anyone says it too loud, we stiffen, and try in our politest words to shush him.  We don’t understand it, like electricity, but we use it anyway. We use it to punish people, to take revenge, as a curse, and even to act tough. Like a group of teenagers who dare each other to touch the electric fence, we play, and tempt death. We try Jumping over the Grand Canyon, daring the seas during the storm. We try even to fly. We succeeded at flying, and those in the little boat came back alive, and death scorned to take those who would try a silly stunt like jumping the Grand Canyon.  People say we have won, in part, because we survive. But every day we lose more ground.  We continue doing what we have done every day. But someday death will overtake us.

            We fear death like we fear fire. You can play with it a little, but don’t let it get out of hand, it could hurt someone.  We know some things are not wise, and shy away from them.  We fear death, but not enough.  The fear of death has not changed everyone.

            You may question me here, saying that the fear of death runs the world. I should clarify. Everyone should fear death enough that it changed the way they live. For death is something to fear. It is the unknown, a place to go, and to never return.  Somehow all of us know that how we live affects the way we die.  People all over the world believe in after life.  Buddhists   believe you come back into this world in a different form depending on how you lived.  Some American natives believe that after death there is a huge canyon to cross. And depending on how strong you were on earth, you may or may not cross.  Why have people done this? Because we want hope after death.

            Now days we believe that there is nothing after death. We think that what we see is all there is. This undermines everything that has held people together before. If there is nothing after death there cannot be a God. Or if there is, it really does not matter, because there is no punishment for wrong doings. With no punishment, and no God, we are left with no right and wrong. This is simply because we as humans are the highest law that exists, or at least that matters. If we are the only law, then right and wrong are only what we choose them too be. If I choose that murder is a good thing today, so be it. This very greatly destroys us. There is nothing then, except the government that keeps people from murdering. And if the government and the justice system take on this belief, then there is no hope for humans. But so far in history, there have always been a right and wrong. Even in the most horrid cultures, there have been some things that are just wrong.  And man has felt guilty for his wrong. Why else would we have to come up with ideas about there being no God? Even the fact that we think that there might be a right and a wrong proves that there is. Why would someone randomly come up with the idea? And why would everyone in the world think about it? Even if they think it does not exist, they are thinking about it.

            People are scared of death, but it does not change the way they live. They never take a hint that someday, somewhere they are to be judged. And if they are not going to be judged, then there really is no point in life, and no reason to be scared of death, for what is life without right and wrong, Without meaning, Without death?