Beyond the end

 Most people if not all are terrified of death. I am no exception. 
i have the crippling fear of my life coming to end.

      

Yet she attracts me. - death, i mean. - 
I wish to experience her as a whole.

Death is silent and loud, bright and dark. like the sun, i wish to come closer to her and burn, I want to become death herself. 

She is peace yet she is rage, she is end yet she is beginning, she is the suffering of the living and the grief of the lover. she is the guilt of the murderer, and she is the silence of the deceased. 

I need to die so i can reborn,
not as a human, or spirit, but as a God. 

After death come the devine, after the weeping, and screaming, and death again, and death, and death, and death... 

The dead babies become angels, and the dead grown souls become gods. 

The dead animals become nature, and nature never dies. 

Nature created life, and life created death, and death created gods. 

And gods are worshipped because they lived, for living is the biggest tragedy of all.