When you
ask people what sequences enter their mind when they hear the word death, they
will probably be answering,’ plane crash’, ‘blood all over the body’;’ a
gunshot in the chest’; ’two iron like apparatuses being rubbed together with
gel, then clear!’; ‘heart vital signs in straight line with a thin sharp sound;
‘loved ones crying’; ‘a white blanket all over the body ‘;’yellow light bulbs
and anthurium flowers and so on.
Those
will be the answers of some people. How come it has been so gruesome? Maybe the
new perspective of people about the world made their conclusions about death. You are thinking that after you die, you will
just be another actor in The Walking Dead,being hunted and shot in the head for
it’s your weakest point, groaning for people’s brains while when you were
living you can’t even eat a pork intestine. You were imagining wild spirits shouting
hurray! And welcomes you as their new addition, feasting over a child’s
soul-vacant body and makes the household haunted.
For me, it isn’t like that.
Maybe you’ll only be afraid of it you
haven’t done anything productive and passionate for your life. All you have
done is watch TV the whole day while developing calluses on your butt for
sitting 23 and one half hours until the channel shuts down. Or staying in front your PC updating your
statuses and tweets ever single minute and having not checked the color of the
day since you woke up. Has it gone green? or red? Or even has the sun shone or set?
It’s not that I am a killer of joy.
I understand my generation. Everything I have written here is my observation of
myself and other young people. But this is what I want my fellow youth to
realize. Our lives have more meaning aside from having thousands of likes and retweets
just to make sure everyone accepts us. It’s more than just pleasing the girl you
want to say ‘yes’ to you in sixth grade. It’s more than having the trendiest garments
and striking a pose on the mirror with your coolest gadgets and then hashtag OOTD.
Then wait for some moments to have lots of thumbs ups.
It’s not about wasting your younger
years engaging to these kinds of stuffs. Somebody outside our virtual worlds
needs our presence. And this presence is different. They don’t simply need you
for fansigns or for feasting their eyes at your picture in swimsuit. Or asking you
on a date or to be theirs and once they get what they want of you, you’re now rubbish!
Loyalty Award to the one who stays with you after me!
What if it was your last status?
What if it was the last tweet? Or last OOTD? What if, out of your knowledge,
tomorrow, you will be experiencing your view of death? Have you done what you
really want? Have you accomplished your missions in life?
Can you run away from it? Can you
beg it for another day and say the famous tagline of 90’s Filipino kids while
playing street games…….“Time First!”
to be continued.....
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