Death, a topic which makes us (except a few) uncomfortable. It is a discussion which we wish to avoid, we have been conditioned to do so.
But death isnt always the end of a life; partings, break ups, death of a relationship or just gradual drifting away is akin to death. People who go away from your life are perhaps dead to you. Sometimes this death could have been avoiedd, on other moments this death was necessary for life to move ahead…for new people to be a part of.
Does it have a purpose? I do not know…is a soldier’s death worth it. Millions have died in the last few thousand years in the name of their tribe, kings, kingdoms, and countries…without knowing the outcome, without realizing that their kingdoms, nations and borders have changed since then….the purpose itself changed. So was it worth it?
Journeys and Journals 