Death is a blessing.
Death is like the night. We hide from it, postpone it as long as possible, shun the darkness, but in the end it is inevitable.
We fear it, but it will forever stalk our waking hours, haunt out most sinister nightmares.
Grief, perhaps, is worse.
Grief is what is left behind for the living to deal with.
It is what will make two enemies allies, what can make love turn to hate.
Grief is the most astonishing of pain, and we see it everyday, in some shape or form.
Maybe you just broke up with your beloved. Maybe you just lost a treasured possession. Or perhaps, it is the death of a loved one that you mourn for.
You realize that when you see an entire school mourning as one. It is cruel. Too cruel.
So, ladies and gentlemen, tonight, before you sleep, spare a thought for those suffering the aftermath of death.
For the family, friends, colleagues, teachers, comrades, enemies, and acquaintances of those who have left us.
Spare a thought for those fighting in wars all over this far peaceful world.
Spare a thought for those that died yesterday, that have died today, and for those who will die tomorrow.
Death is a horrific thing.
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I love the night. One of my favorite things to do is sit on the roof of my house at night, listen to music, and stare at the moon and starts. Grief is not permanent (unless you’re the reincarnation of Queen Victoria LOL). The initial stages of grief seem to be the worst and occasionally you will be reminded out of the blue. But life goes on. You won’t know it at first, but slowly things will start looking different. Death is not uncommon; it happens every second of every day and will happen to all of this. Why is it such a surprise to humans, why are we never prepared? Death does not have to be a horrific thing. As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so does a life well spent brings happy death.