A poem…..

This post about death reminded me of the Golden Compass books. In the last book, you find out you everyone has a death constantly following you. They look just like you only they’re pitch black. And they’re quite nice people. They’re always there with you and when you finally die, they help lead you safely to the afterlife demention place. Lol if you want to read it, This is a quote from the book.

“Your death taps you on the shoulder, or takes your hand, and says, ‘Come along o’ me, it’s time.’ It might happen when you’re sick with a fever, or when you choke on a piece of dry bread, or when you fall off a high building; in the middle of your pain and travail, your death comes to you kindly and says, ‘Easy now, easy, child, you come along o’ me,’ and you go with them to a boat across the river to the land of the dead. And those who cross never return.

“Eventually, child, you will come to the land of the dead with no effort, no risk, a safe, calm journey, in the company of your own death, your special, devoted friend, who’s been beside you every moment of your life, who knows you better than yourself—“

I just thought this was curious lol