On Death
Besides the scientific definition that death is the permanent termination of the biological functions that sustain a living organism, it means much more to the human being. Sometimes we recognize death as a matter of philosophy, full of contradiction, struggle and enlightenment.
If you ask whether a man is willing to die, the answer you receive would be "No". While the sarcasm is that no matter what is in your mind, death is on the way.
Why are we so reluctant to die?
Firstly, death claims a huge loss too huge to bear. We love our families and friends. We hope to stay with them, watch and talk to them and take care of them foever. But death ends all. How can our heart bear the grief of leaving the lovely angels in our life? Maybe our memory of all the passed years would as well vanish away completely, then we lost everything we put dear to our heart, and how pathetic would that be? To some people, there are more to let go resentfully, such as the house, fame and all their properties they've made great efforts to achieve. Secondly, after death, what's there? Shall people's soul go to heaven for eternal pleasure or get punished for sins we've done? Death is an unknown problem without a solution and we hate things beyond our strength.
However, nobody escaped death through out the long history. Countless attempts have been tried to gain eternal life, but none succeed. No matter who you are, in face of death, you have to say that "Nature is fair", maybe with a sigh.
But in another perspective, without death, how can we realize how precious
being alive is? Just because the finity of life, we learn to make every second count, we enjoy the company of families and friends and taste the taste of happiness, and we learn to prepare well for the last departure. We learn to be mature and brave day by day, and think about the meaning of our finite life.
So: Thank death and cherish what is called "now".