On the topic of death
To die, I think, would be an interesting experience. Not the physical act of dying, to be sure, but the absolution of the final word. The final blink. The last breath, snatched from our lips, always sooner than we would like. None of us know, of course, what death is like. None have lived to tell the tale. Yet what a relief it must be, from the constant task of existing, that is all we have ever known. To be nothing. To feel nothing, is unimaginable, but somehow, so desirable. Us mere mortals can do naught but wait, and wait for Death to choos his moment. Though we are all followed by the shadow that is indeed Death, there is one thingwe can be sure of-Death is nothing but a horizon, and a horizon is nothing but the very edge of our vision.