Death is probably one of the hardest things to do right in life.
A decent death must be all of the following:
-QUICK so that there is less chance of interefing factors over time.
-PAINLESS because, well, pain is bad.
-CERTAIN because a failure most often will destroy your ability to obtain a decent death in the future.
-DISCREET because you don't want people worrying. You just want to depart.
-SAFE because you don't want to take anyone with you against their will.
-ACCESSIBLE because everyone is entitled to a decent death.
-TIDY because someone has to find you, and you don't want to burden them with your mess.
Not many people accomplish this in life. It's true. Noone ever has aspirations of death ("golly gee Mommy, when I grow up I'd sure like to die right!") They think about how they want to make money or whatever. Their dreams. Or how they want to do their hair, etc, things on a daily basis. All I want out of life, though, is a decent death. I'm not kidding either. If I ever get anything more I will consider myself incredibly Blessed and/or Lucky. What im saying is, that not one single thing could go right for me my entire life (and it's looking to be going that way so far). And I'd be happy. If after that failure I could at least expect to have a decent death. I think that's all we can hope for out of life, really. I dont know why everyone gets so worked up about, you know, money... education... love... God... None of it really means anything. Because none of it is gonna keep you from dying.
In the end, all life has to offer you is death. Why not hope for a decent one?
Every day I wake up and think to myself: "I hope I can die a decent death someday. Hell, maybe today is the day!" It's that hope that keeps me going, through mountains of failures. Most people see a light at the end of the tunnel. Wandering aimlessly through the confusion and darkness of life, hoping for some ridiculous thing like fame, success, comfort, or perhaps true love to rescue them from despair and validate their pathetic existence. My tunnel is illuminated, my path is clear. At the end, I see a dark, unknown void there waiting to welcome me in. The intrigue of the unknowable; the appeal of the completely novel: The light at the end of my tunnel is death. My decent death. My hope is knowing I'm going to outdo most people on the one thing that means anything. All I can hope for is that one success to seal the otherwise nothingness of my life.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. If not, I'm glad it made you mad. And if you didn't care, well, guess what, I don't care either.
