Just a question, you ever been joyous as a bee but still been curious about death? I have more questions. Who is to say death is so morbid? Those who are left behind, right? What about those facing the mystery. The glorious, mass mystery of life other than religion, but technically this ties into religion. Death, it's seen as a dark, depressing "whole" of life, why not look at it as a beginning of a new story or questions answered? Those who cherish knowledge will surely cherish dying. To know what is there, to know how it feels and how to be.
Death, to me, is not scary, but instead rather inciting. It's evil you say, they say, I say not! Why is suicide such a wrong way to be curious? It does not leave those behind happy, no, but neither does moving, or breaking up, or such a thing as that. I know there are flaws in my fascination, in my interests, in dying, but when you have no memory or no desire for yourself then whats the matter with a little questioning? A little death?
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