Death

With the first life I came into this world, and with the last life I will leave it again. I am known everywhere and yet I am a mystery. Although I am inescapable, many try to evade me. But why do you fear me? I am as natural as breathing. You will be with me longer than without me.

Anyone who has the desire to truly explore life will also explore me. Only those who meet me with an open heart can attain true freedom. I am the last conscious justice, even if many cannot recognize this.

I will tell you a secret: I am present in every moment of life, a constant companion. You just can't see me. Every time you breathe out, you come a little closer to me. Some have recognized me, and out of fear they have lost their minds, while others have opened their hearts to me.

It doesn't matter how you meet me, I am simply there, no matter what you do. You give me the strength to be whatever I am. If your fear of me is overwhelming, I will appear overwhelming too. If you run from me, I will also run and catch up with you. If you cry, scream or wail, I will resonate with your pain.

For me there is no difference, while for you the difference can mean the entire world. I do not interpret signs, nor do I correlate actions, things or emotions. But for you, it is often the smallest details that carry immeasurable meaning. You are able to relate everything to each other and break down as a result. You judge and are filled with emotions, while I simply exist without judging.

No matter how beautiful, how powerful, how rich, how tall, how fat or how strong you are. No matter how many deeds you accomplish or what thoughts occupy your mind: You are all equal before me. Again, I do not judge, I lead you back and forward. I am part of life, just as birth is, only I am at a different point in the cycle of life.

The in-breath was your first act after birth and the out-breath will be your last act before you meet me. Most recognize growth and unfolding after birth, but I am often associated only with decay. For many, I am the end. But there is no end to the cycle without a beginning. As the body surrenders to decay, the consciousness silently drifts away and the ego dissolves, everything is brought back into the cycle and the foundations are laid for a new birth.

They say I am cruel. Perhaps you are confusing me with dying. Dying may be cruel, but I am not. There is simply nothing more to do when you are with me, and it is often only with me that you find true peace.