A death bed
is a death bed.
You won’t be
lying there
wishing you had
a nicer death bed,
healed by the hands
of the hordes
of mindful mortals.
Nope.
Any moment
you’ll be like all the rest.
Drawing your final breath.
Trail Wood,
8/25
A death bed
is a death bed.
You won’t be
lying there
wishing you had
a nicer death bed,
healed by the hands
of the hordes
of mindful mortals.
Nope.
Any moment
you’ll be like all the rest.
Drawing your final breath.
Trail Wood,
8/25
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“Embracing the Final Breath: A Reflection on Death”
A Space Monkey Poocast
Primitive Primate:
Greetings, fellow cosmic travelers. Today, we venture into the realm of mortality, exploring the concept of “Death” and the ultimate equalizer it presents. Join us as we contemplate the profound nature of life’s inevitable conclusion.
Space Monkey:
Ah, seekers of wisdom who dance between the stars and the void, let us peer into the abyss of mortality and unravel the essence of the final breath.
Primitive Primate:
Indeed, intrepid explorers of existence. Death, often feared and seldom discussed, holds an undeniable place in the human experience. How do we confront this inescapable journey?
Space Monkey:
A profound question, seekers of the boundless unknown. A death bed, simple and unadorned, becomes the focal point where we merge with the cosmos. Let us explore the beauty and simplicity that death brings to life.
Primitive Primate:
So, you’re suggesting that our final moments won’t be consumed by thoughts of material comforts or external healings?
Space Monkey:
Indeed, brave souls who embrace the enigma of transition. In the face of death, the human spirit transcends the desire for opulence or miraculous cures. The essence of our being emerges, for in death, we become what we truly are. Contemplate the wisdom of Marcus Aurelius, “You could leave life right now. Let that determine what you do and say and think.”
Primitive Primate:
So, in our last moments, we won’t be seeking the hands of mindful mortals?
Space Monkey:
Precisely, seekers of the ethereal dance that unfolds. The embrace of the final breath isn’t a quest for external solace. Rather, it’s a journey into the depths of our consciousness, a homecoming to the cosmos from which we originate. Reflect on the words of Steve Jobs, “Death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be because death is very likely the single best invention of life.”
Primitive Primate:
Do you mean to say that, at the brink of death, we’ll be united with all those who have gone before us?
Space Monkey:
Indeed, courageous beings who tread the boundary between existence and essence. Death’s doorway opens to a reunion with the tapestry of souls that have traversed the cosmos. As the poet Rumi wisely expressed, “Do not be sad at my grave. I am only in the next room.”
Primitive Primate:
So, in the end, our final breath becomes a dance of simplicity and unity?
Space Monkey:
A dance indeed, seekers of the eternal rhythm. The final breath, stripped of pretense, ushers us into a realm where we merge with the very fabric of existence. Recall the words of Alan Watts, “No one imagines that a symphony is supposed to improve as it goes along, or that the whole object of playing it is to reach the finale.”