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Inspired by real events
Death: *Evil Laugh*
Me: … Boo!
Death: Why are you not scared?
Me: Why should I be scared?
Death: Because… everyone is?
Me: Not me
Me: Because I don’t believe in fearing my fate
Death: Your fate is to die?
Me: Not to die, but to go through the cycle of life. It is not like I can stop it from happening, just like I can’t stop the birds from singing, I can’t stop the waves from crashing back into the sea, and just like I can’t stop a child from climbing and falling off a tree.
Death: Humph. You make me laugh, so many people pass by but it is rare that I hear something like that.
Me: Most people don’t think of it.
Death: They don’t. I don’t. Very few do but, most do not. But, if they did maybe, they would respond differently.
Death: Why do most react the way they do? Such surprise at their own demise. Yet, it is the fate of all, I know it to be true.
Me: Because most people don’t think about you, to them you are not relevant until their journey ends. By the time you arrive, people realize it is too late to do all the things they said they would do. It’s always pushed to later so why bother and by that time you get the best of what they had to offer.
Death: The best of what they had to offer?
Me: Yes! All their potential, all their dreams, and all their goals.
Death: You make me sound like a bad guy. Maybe I am.
Death: I am, look at me! I come with a smile, eager for those to tell me of their journeys, traveling miles. To see life through a million points of view but, I only know little to a few. That guy who says, “It’s time to go” time to move on, how can you say that’s a good guy?
Me: You are just like birth at the end of the day.
Death: Then who is? Who frames me in such a way?
Me: Fear, he stops us from everything, no matter how small. From love, to expression, and the moments we could have had it all.
Death: It all makes sense now, everyone arrives with their fears and wonders how? As though, I am the one who took it all away. Regret, sadness, all these things are nothing I wish to bestow on anyone.
Me: Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope and as time goes on, as humanity will find ways to cope. To enjoy the cycle of life and say “it wasn’t so bad.”
Death: It is a bittersweet quality that those who have come by are not scared of fear. A satisfied life is all I wish to see rather than tears.
Me: We have a lot to catch up on in many years.
Death: I look forward to seeing you again, some day. What will you do with your time?
Me: While my journey is not clear, I hope it is filled with adventure, joy, cheer.
Death: May your life be long and happy… now get out of here!