Love and death are two topics that I have lived with most, more by imagining than by experiencing it. I replay or think about it either intensely or immensely. Yeah, I agree that the usual combination is birth and death. But I would prefer to couple love and death, rather than birth and death. Though birth and death are consequential, in a way, love supersedes birth. As in, the event of birth is replaced by an emotion called love; and death by separation.
Death, as an event, wields more power than birth when you weigh the consequences. You can prepare for an event called birth, but you are never prepared enough for death. However prepared you are and wait for it to happen, it always comes as suddenly, and leaves the shock of a slap on your face.
Love lies in a metaphysical plane, and can transcend time and place. Words of love can feel as real as the feeling of touch. And so can death be. You can very much love a person separated by years and thousands of miles.
And with death, you can very much imagine and feel death and it's consequences, right from the time when just the thought about separation is implanted or etched in your mind. I mean, someone can live with you everyday, and yet, be gone and make you unsure of their existence.
~ Jul 06, 2020
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