Saturday 3 September 2011

Nothing Short Of Dissent & Disdain


I cannot seem to understand death, all it takes and all it claims to give. It is not in my perception to understand or appreciate what most call a natural part of life, the inevitable. Maybe only the strong have to ability to see beyond what they see. Maybe only the strong are able to accept or grow from the way death savors our grief. Maybe only the strong are able to find solace in the deafening silence that never existed prior to the bereavement, maybe. So I guess as for me, I’ll be seeing what I see and hearing what I hear. For all that death leaves behind is not easy and sometimes seems impossible to deal with because death seeks to break the weak. The affliction eats us whole, shatters one’s spirit. The lies come continuously at our doorsteps.
“It’s gonna be okay”
“It was meant to happen”
“He/ She is in a ‘better’ place”
Who are they to embellish death?  Who are they to validate this wellness that will supposedly emanate from darkness? Isn’t darkness the absence of something? So until that something is replaced the healing/ reparation won’t take place. The reconstruction of the broken heart CANNOT take place, because the last time I checked souls weren’t replaceable. HENCE Death, I will not be appreciative of you, it is not of my nature.

[i do NOT own the above image]
--- Love & Freedom
----Mandy