Death Disillusionment

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Death is an illusion.  Finality, the ending of things, is simply an illusion.  How can I say this?  Meditating on Death is something few do.  How does one meditate on Death?  Is this possible not in a shallow sentimental manner projecting heavens or a spirit state wherein one still lives but soberly with utmost clarity?  Can one escape a thousand ways with belief, faith, good works, or transcendentally? 

Look at the facts:  We begin to die at conception.  Throughout a long life one, if aware, sees death at work.  The eventual decrepitude of the body is noticed.  Little aches and pains, perhaps an infarcation successfully resolved but with inevitable calcification and an extended expiration date.  Arthritis causing poor balance on the stairs or arising to answer the door.  Short term memory getting shot but the long term one causing terroristic dreams.  If fortunate enough to escape sudden death, or illnesses that cut early, one has an entire menu of torment to expect. 

How is one to see this fact, the disillusionment of Death?  To see it without a desire for shock or consolation, without an expectation of relief, a promise land?  For surely Death will visit finally in drawn out sufferings or mercifully quickly.  How then is Death false?  How is it disillusioning?

We watch our fellow man and how he or she dies.  Parents die.  Friends increasingly die and the obituary lists are endless.  Perhaps one has been lucky enough not to die so soon.  But darkness or the light awaits.

Death is disillusioning in that it is life.  Life is impossible without death.  Two sides of the same coin they coexist or exist as one.  The body rots but the spirit can make life sweet.  Awareness of Death in all its guises is possible.  Seeing the false in the truth and the truth in the false can thus liberate Death from its odor and give rise to grace and longevity in the setting sun.Death is an illusion.  Finality, the ending of things, is simply an illusion.  How can I say this?  Meditating on Death is something few do.  How does one meditate on Death?  Is this possible not in a shallow sentimental manner projecting heavens or a spirit state wherein one still lives but soberly with utmost clarity?  Can one escape a thousand ways with belief, faith, good works, or transcendentally? 

Look at the facts:  We begin to die at conception.  Throughout a long life one, if aware, sees death at work.  The eventual decrepitude of the body is noticed.  Little aches and pains, perhaps an infarcation successfully resolved but with inevitable calcification and an extended expiration date.  Arthritis causing poor balance on the stairs or arising to answer the door.  Short term memory getting shot but the long term one causing terroristic dreams.  If fortunate enough to escape sudden death, or illnesses that cut early, one has an entire menu of torment to expect. 

How is one to see this fact, the disillusionment of Death?  To see it without a desire for shock or consolation, without an expectation of relief, a promise land?  For surely Death will visit finally in drawn out sufferings or mercifully quickly.  How then is Death false?  How is it disillusioning?

We watch our fellow man and how he or she dies.  Parents die.  Friends increasingly die and the obituary lists are endless.  Perhaps one has been lucky enough not to die so soon.  But darkness or the light awaits.

Death is disillusioning in that it is life.  Life is impossible without death.  Two sides of the same coin they coexist or exist as one.  The body rots but the spirit can make life sweet.  Awareness of Death in all its guises is possible.  Seeing the false in the truth and the truth in the false can thus liberate Death from its odor and give rise to grace and longevity in the setting sun.

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