THE CALL OF DEATH

So why is it that if you are spared from death, you end up doing once again the very thing or things that brought death calling in the first place? Why does death still look so appealing once you've faced it before? Shouldn't you be completely dismayed by it and want to run as far away from it as you can? And yet you end up laughing at it; thinking that it can come so close that you can taste it, but that's all you'll do, it won't be able to get any closer than that. And so that's where you are. But what if you're wrong? Funny how more often than not what you think won't happen is what ends up happening. And so you'd think, you'd really really think, that if you knew that you'd stay away from death. You'd wrap yourself up in a blanket and drink herbal tea and stay at home for the next couple years. Unfortunately time marches on. And so does death. Because it doesn't really matter what you do to avoid it, death can find you anywhere, at any time. It's actually really surprising where death will catch you. You can even makes plans that you think will keep you safe from it. But in the end, death will have its way. It's kind of inevitable, which really sucks. Because the really cruel thing about death is that it wears down your determination. Makes you weak and vulnerable. And sometimes you don't even realize that that is what's happening because the build-up is gradual. On the other hand, though, sometimes you get slapped by it. The only way you can get an upper hand is by will and determination. Because no one really wants to die before their time. They may think that they want to, may actually really want to from time to time, but if you're thinking rationally then you always know that you don't want to. But this is another unfortunate part of it because if you're face to face with death, more often than not you are not thinking clearly. And that is why so many die. They aren't determined enough to gain the upper hand. Failure is the saddest thing don't you think? But then no one ever said that facing death would be easy, no one has ever denied that the taste of death is undescribably yummy. Cruelty takes so many forms. Most of which are completely unhealthy. I guess it's a good thing then that I've decided to go on a health kick. A sort of diet, if you will. Starve all that's unhealthy and maybe death won't find me again for a good long while. Well, I'm realistic, but that's the plan anyways!