Musa Kabwere posted: " People die young. People die old. People die trying to live. People die when they have lived. People die when they have just existed. People die while still finding a dream to chase. People die after accomplishing all their dreams. People die in ivory to" institcheswords
People die young. People die old. People die trying to live. People die when they have lived. People die when they have just existed. People die while still finding a dream to chase. People die after accomplishing all their dreams. People die in ivory towers. People die in gutters. People die in bleak houses. People die in corners of the streets, where they once called home. People die with bitterness at life. People die with satisfaction at life. People die wishing they could have another beautiful life to live. People die trying to escape the life they live. Eventually, and inescapably, people die.
People die anywhere, anyway, and in every way.
With death, no one escapes. And no one knows when it's coming though everyone knows that they die daily, in bits, in tiny ways they can only feel but not see. Each sunrise takes us closer to our deathbed, to our decay, and each sunset takes us away from the golden horizon of the living.
Then it doesn't matter how you die because you will die anyway. What matters then is how you live; you live before you die. You have a life before death takes you away. And that's where your worry should be channeled at.
We all deny death because we haven't squeezed most out of life. We don't want to leave all we have behind. We want to bask in the glory of life, whine the miseries of life, and lament the wretchedness of our existence. Though it's a struggle most times, it's preferable to death, to the six inches deep hole on the ground. No one loves death. No one is always ready to die. In that, what everyone has is a chance to live before the eventuality catches up.
How do you live so you'll face death peacefully? There's no exact answer, unfortunately. No one knows the right way to live. No one knows the wrong way to live. No one way fits life's jigsaw. It's a personal matter. It's a choice matter. It's a trial and error matter. It's a too way difficult matter.
We are forced to make a choice. We are not asked. We are forced. In any way, either bad or good, we have to come up with a way to live. We come up with a way that is satisfactory to us, a meaningful way to live our life.
Ive heard many times that people at their deathbed regret the things they never did and mostly, what they never did is find a way to live. They failed to find a better way to live peacefully and die peacefully when their time came. Maybe they lived better but there's still a thing which escaped them. Maybe it was something else. But am sure, not that much sure though, people regret the way they lived their life.
It's difficult choosing a way to live. It is necessary.
Every way is a way of seeking the best life can hand. And every way is a difficult way. But there are some ways in which you aren't peaceful living them. Your heart is not into them. You just feel you are messing yourself; you are ruining your life. You aren't ok with living that way. And at times isn't logical. It's a feeling you can rely on. It's an intuition. You feel bad about the way you live. And you feel good living in another way. you try some way; it works. You try another way; it works not. And you pick what works. And live with what works for as long as it works. Cause it won't work forever.
There's no one specific way to live. There's no one specific better way to live. There are numerous ways for numerous lives you will live. What worked yesterday won't work today. And what worked today won't work three years to come. And that's the tricky bit.
Then death should find you when you are peaceful with yourself, peaceful with how you lived your life, peaceful with every way you never lived but you could live. Only then, and only then can you let yourself be at peace. Only then when you have lived from your heart, and soul, and your being.
Beating death is to have lived the best way you could live. It is to have made a choice, to have followed a way that you were peaceful following, that you never doubted about.
It is to have found a way to live that you could have owned and happy with.
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