Death. The final calling of any and living being. There is
no escaping it, no way of bypassing it. Death is fixed, Permanent and –most of
all- inevitable. It’s the thing that dwells in the unknown, revealing itself
only to those who have reached the end of their path. Whether it is hell or
heaven, reincarnation or infinite darkness, whatever it may be- death is all
around us, lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce, and take advantage of
everyone’s deepest and darkest fears as it does so
Death is fear, translated down into everyday terms. The fear
of spiders, is really the fear of the tiny pinchers, bathed in poison, ready to
bite their next victim. The fear of things that go bump in the night, is really
the fear of what they just might do to you in your sleep. The fear of flying,
is the fear of the death that would follow if the engines of the planes were to
fail. People’s fears, whether it’s of insects, fairy-tale creatures, germs,
war, or maybe even people with beards – the list that goes on and on, and all
have one thing in common. They are all linked to death. Everyone has one fear, one fear that plays on the ancient
and primal phobia of death. One thing that makes their heart rate double, that
sends shivers down their spine, a feeling which creates an un-healthy
churning-sick feeling deep within your stomach. They say that there is nothing to fear, but death itself.
But what happens when you no longer fear death, what do you fear then? What is
there left to fear? It everyone has one fear, and there is nothing to fear but
death itself, then what? What do you fear?
This peice above was writen by an author on the ever so famous online ebook website, Wattpad. I loved this part of the story and had to put it up.
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“The fear of death is
the most unjustified of all fears, for there is no risk of accident for someone
who is dead.” ~Albert
Einstein
Everybody that is reading this know what procrastination is, right? And before any of you are sitting there wondering why I am even writing this is because I think I should change my last name, to Procrastination. No kidding, I am sitting in my kitchen trying to write a report for my geography class, but I am blanking on what to write. Like I have been for the past week and a half, and it is already late, I was supposed to hand it in on Thursday, but I didn't. Why you ask? Because it hasn't been written yet. Neither is my Math assignment or the questions for 'Lord of the Flies' in English that I should have done. None of them are done 'cause I am a lazy butt, and enjoy procrastinating in any way possible. I mean even while I am doing this I am getting up and walking around my kitchen, bedroom, living room and practically everywhere, I mean I even walked down stairs for no reason at all! But hey, at least right know I am putting my procrastination to good use and writing another entry for here. Which I apologise for not posting in about a week too, I can say I was busy and couldn't but then I'd be lying, and I don't feel like lying to you people reading this, so I will tell you the truth, I was just super lazy and didn't want to get out of bed to write it. 'Cause as soon as I would get home from school, I would jump on my bed or couch and either read a book or watch netfilix. Ahh, me and being lazy are the perfect couple. But, anywhore. Yes, this is my post on procrastination while I am procrastinating! Ironic, huh? 'Till next time, my lovely's. Victoria :)
