being human is a great experience.
it just never stops. we are constantly being born.
until we die obviously, but that's got nothing to do with it. It's very much natural part of life they say and they are right, but it's got about as much to do with life as the commute home from a cinema has to do with the film you'd gone to.
it always will have happened. it's not a part of the story (until you make it so, or something goes wrong and story of ones life becomes about death) its just like environment, it's not even a part of the set... set affects stuff, it gives rise ad fall to ideas, emotions and characters (like when they trip over and fall for instance.. :D)
it's the commute. the consequence of going to a cinema that makes you consider the worth of the endeavour in the first place as you evaluate whether the film is worth the bother.
death is the commute ahead of the movie and afterwards. your consideration of the past time is affected by it, it sometimes is longer than the movie it self. but when you talk to your friends about the movie, death doesn't get mentioned. it's already been.
if we where to place ones birth in to the paradigm, i'd say it's the adverts and trailers ahead of the main feature, not the commute to the venue which also death. it's always been there before the movie and after it. it's a consequence for the mind. it concerns the practical parts of us.
It is impractical but i suppose with a good book, the damage can be minimised.

Initially writing the first line about about the greatness of the experience of living i didn't mean to write about death... it just happened. what i meant to write was about all the discoveries and revelations my life has led me to recently and it was suppose to give a reassurance that there still is much poise in me for understanding and all sorts of other marvelousness. yet now i don't feel like writing any more.

I suppose on any other day I'd write more but I don't feel like it now for if there is something i should be writing, it's a letter to my grandma that i have been planing to write for quite while now and never made my self to do it... and drivelling this here is rendering my scheduling excuse invalid.

so yea, i might go and do that.. maybe. Let's have a coffee and see whether it feels like it any better.