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letra de looking at death as a reasonable means of escape - fukkfaace

[intro]
regnol tol a stsal htaed taht si htaed dna efil neewteb ecnereffid ylno eht ,gnikaeps yllacifitneics
regnol tol a stsal htaed taht si htaed dna efil neewteb ecnereffid ylno eht ,gnikaeps yllacifitneics
scientifically speaking, the only difference between life and death is that death lasts a lot longer
regnol tol a stsal htaed taht si htaed dna efil neewteb ecnereffid ylno eht ,gnikaeps yllacifitneics
regnol tol a stsal htaed taht si htaed dna efil neewteb ecnereffid ylno eht ,gnikaeps yllacifitneics

[spoken: gristle]
growing up in a religious household, i was always told to have an optimistic view on death
that life is just kinda the first small chapter in a story that lasts an eternity in either heaven or h-ll
having this imprinted on you at a young age kinda puts a lot of pressure on being a good person out of fear that you’ll burn forever after you die, if you’re not
but if you’re being a good person out of fear, are you really being a good person?
as i grew up, i reflected on what life and death and the afterlife truly feels like for me
and i can’t say i believe that there’s one being that determines the afterlife for all of humanity
there’s a lot of theories about what happens after you die, aside from heaven or h-ll
is it nothingness?
i feel pretty strongly about reincarnation, personally
not based on the merit of good deeds that you’ve done, but based on the recycling of energy into the world as humans pass on
i don’t have my mind made up, i won’t sit here and say, “i’m definitely going to be reincarnated,”
but who’s to say i haven’t lived a thousand lives, and who’s to say i’m not going to live a thousand more?

[spoken: xminusx]
i guess i’ve never really had a conventional relationship with death
for most people, death is their greatest fear, or maybe it’s the thing that’s hiding behind their greatest fears
but for most of my life, my greatest fear has actually -been- life
for so many years, the pressure to succeed and maintain was so great, that i actually looked at death as a reasonable means of escape
i was so afraid of failure, of losing my career, and my relationship, of getting old, out of shape, falling out of touch with the world, not being good enough
as f-cked up as it sounds, death seemed like a reasonable way to prevent my impending failure
if i could just get out before i fell apart, n0body would see me for what i really am, and i could stop feeling the way i felt
death just seemed like a release, an end of consciousness, no different than before you were born, you just cease to exist. peaceful, in a way, to be released from all of life’s burdens
and you can believe whatever you want, you can tell yourself whatever lies help you sleep at night
but knowing that this life isn’t just some kind of test, and knowing that nothing happens when you die, is far more comforting than thinking that i’ll have to spend eternity in heaven or h-ll
and that’s what actually helps me cope with living, it helps me to understand
that this is the one life we’ve got, and we need to make the most of it while we still can
we don’t have much control over life or death, but we can choose what we leave behind
and that’s the only thing that really matters
don’t take it for granted, there’s no second chances

- fukkfaace

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