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white painted coffin. It was his last day on earth, but not the day the
precious gift from God left him. This gift had tragically and suddenly
left him about a week ago. This was the day his ashes were to return
to ashes and his dusts to dusts. And on this day, my inner intellect
confused mind and said, “Whether you look or you don’t, it doesn’t
the Peaky Blinders. As dead as I will may be, someone will be afraid
Even thou after I stole a look and not wanting to look again, what I
saw has never eloped from my mind. And it was true, it was him, it
was my father who was laid there, fast asleep, very calm and cold,
or muttering any word and I couldn’t hear the famous sound of his
had left his genius, his honour had left his flesh and bones, and his
breath had left his mortal pride, and they all returned to where they
belonged. Everything that was to leave his body had left him and
He was truly dead and the country roads, dusty and dark, painted
The place none has ever reached except for the dead. Sad was the
man behind the PA, and sad was the melody of the music he played
and even the lyrics, which I can’t recall. Lyrics which crammed
sadness to my grieving heart, and to all the people who were at the
funeral, I guess.
you good day, but later in the afternoon you received some terrible
news of the car crash; your neighbour was involved, they passed on
their way to the hospital, the autopsy confirmed it was brain
haemorrhage.
death /dɛθ/ (noun) the end of life: The disease causes thousands of
deaths a year. Who would have imagined that after centuries of
would only have a very short and simple meaning as that one, just
the end of life. But it’s not only just the end, it’s the disheartening
I sometime sit and imagine of how it feels like the moment and time
death’s sound, soft and sweet, like the sound of a cradle song, or
beguiles, persuades one that they lose sense, and power, and
courage to hold their gem for long, that it comes, snatches it and
they lose it. But again, can anyone keep this gem for a minute, a
Maybe death comes like a flash, a flash that moves very fast like a
fast-flying meteor, very fast and loud, that its deafening and scary
comes with noises, violent and angry, very fierce and so its rage
It never comes in peace I think, it fights the soul, and makes it sink.
deceased father was going down through that road, maybe it was
covered with black and grey roses, but not pink I guess. Hideous,
whatever that you can add to name it, it doesn’t change the fact that
death has always been having all the ugly faces when it comes, it
peace.
hidden from view and only rarely discussed. It’s somehow scary to
talk about death after all. Contrary to that, I was reading an article
fear, gloom and pain, but to make us walk humbly and justly with
God, giving us the guide to prioritise what matters in life, and where
Most of us don’t want to imagine days when death comes. It’s easy
to say it than do it. You read or you hear, someone writes or says,
“make plans and live those plans, that you when you die, you feel
about when death comes to you, to me and to each one who reads
this.
People can’t easily tell you to include death in your plans. A friend
certain that we’ll die someday. It is just like when you’re a child, no
one tells you that you are going to die, you have to work it out for
yourself. No one tells you that death will come knocking at you
assumptions on death, where the dead people go, how it feels like
to die and you were probably afraid of passing near the tombs.
it is to know that you will die someday and you need to figure that
People have bucket lists and you probably know the concept behind
things you want to do before you kick the bucket, before you pass on
peacefully, before you kiss the grave and kiss life goodbye. I guess
Whether they associate them with death or not, they surely have the
plan. Have you included death in your plans? Have you any plans
and who’s the main man that helps you achieve them before death
comes?
Two terminally ill men left with only six months to live, decide to
explore life and make a bucket list compromising all the things they
this article. Edward and Carter make some bad choices and some
good ones. And they ask spiritual questions we all need to ask
else’s bucket list, or about someone else’s death when it comes. It’s
about yours.
It’s about the bucket list you might plan if you were totally in sync
with God’s wishes and plans for you and for your life. Somehow, we
think God has some pretty outrageous goals for each of us, of
course He does. His goals may take a lifetime to achieve but they
are so beautiful. His bucket list for us may not seem conventional,
but He truly knows how we can achieve everything in the plans. His
that will wow our friends. But I believe in them we’ll get to find
neighbour first. Instead of sitting down and dining with one of the
celebrities, your new goal might be to break bread with someone
presence as we plan our bucket list. Have Him help you write it
before death comes. When we finally look back at all that we’ll have
could possibly dream for ourselves. And we’ll get to know that not
I quote one of the writers called Jay Payleitner, who said: “In the end,
life can’t be about checking off items on a bucket list. It has to be about
friends” and that is what will be to live a meaningful life, before death
comes.
Tchao.