DTH

No one relishes the process of dying: the physical pain and suffering that one’s mortal body may endure, the loss of dignity, all the unthinkable, unmentionable losses. Acknowledging the emotional anguish and grief that those we leave behind may suffer is not for the faint-hearted either. But life too is rife with loss: the loss of youth, the loss of unfulfilled dreams, and, eventually, the loss of kith and kin; for some whose lives do not adhere to their intended plan, a possible loss of faith, or trust, or hope. Change is actually the only constant of life. Death is merely another change that we will encounter upon our journey through space and time. And death itself is not the process of dying; ‘death’ is another matter entirely. Epicurus, the ancient Greek philosopher, believed that the root cause of mankind’s misery was our omnipresent fear of death. Our fear of death is our fear of the unknown. It is possibly the core fear from which all our fears are birthed. We fear the end, but death is not the end; nor is it the unknown.