Why Death Is Good
By Okang’a Ooko
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When you go through ills more troubling and agonising than death, then you get to the precipice where the sting of death no longer harms you... a point where death is no longer a banished stranger and a deathly feared opponent. Finding yourself at the gates of death can seem like meeting an old friend at your regular spot. When you arrive at the pinnacle of human anguish and languish at the innards of human suffering like old Job only knew, then you conquer selfish fear and death no longer worry you because you get to higher level of understanding and selflessness. Infact it becomes vain and unwise that you haven't prepared for death and what worries you can be things like your reputation and your loved ones who naturally need you to stay alive no matter how far gone you are and how frail your spirit is. Spurgeon says, thus. " O death! why dost thou touch the tree beneath whose spreading branches weariness hath rest?" You yield your soul to the Lord and you reach a higher ground of human experience reached by a very few. That's why Paul said that for him to die is gain. At the end of his ministry in 2Timothy, we see Paul saying he had "fought a good fight" and was ready to meet death. So ugly and scary is death in the eyes of average man who is not afflicted and is surrounded by good fortune and is busy amassing material stuff that to him, death is an ugly beast who snatches away the the excellent of the earth in whom there is great hope. Really? Only a fool does not prepare for death: it is a reality we are faced with from the very minute we are born. Infact a thinking person should ask a simple question like Tolstoy asked: If we are all going to die, why wait and tarry through all these years going through the Whirlpool of suffering chasing material possessions. Yet Christ Jesus gave us the best example... He was born in a manger. had no house, hired a colt for the Jerusalem journey, hired a room for the Last supper, was hanged on the cross belonging to Barnabba, was burried in the grave belonging to Joseph the Pharisee. In other words, if death is inevitable, why do we have to wait all these years for it to come. If death is for real, what's the purpose of the life man in the first place. If we are born to die, why wait this long? If death is for sure, why life?
Lately I am concerned about e concept of Time. In my spare TIME, I do research for my next book and I read about quantum mechanics, relativity, time travel, and physics. It is long boring drab reading and only a scooch do I pretend to understand.
Time I understand to be something like the wind, passing over events in some sort of chronological order; and no sooner is something along the way brought into perspective than it is swept away by the currents and another takes its place. This, too, to be swept away over and over again.
The concept of time, ever since H.G. Wells’ “The Time Machine” there has been the strong notion about traveling through time, one way or another along the chronological order. It was determined that though written history and the spoken word of history were grand and “good enough” for settling disputes and arguments of Who settled What first, Who won What victory, who invented what and so on, SEEING such things taking place for ourselves seemed to be the logical point of progression.
Many physicists studying time have concluded that though time is a constant, it may in fact “loop” itself. Many other top physicists poo-poo this silly notion, decreeing that time IS a constant, going off into one continuous straight line and in no way capable of meeting itself.
There were several theories regarding the concept of Time Travel. Scientists all over the world had long since determined that there were actually no laws preventing such foolish endeavors. They made the astounding theorem about the discovery of wormholes.
These phenomena revealed that the “mouths” could be next to one another in the same space--but occupying a different point in time. Physiicists then began to be concerned with the paradoxes this brought. Traveling back in time could cause unknown repercussions in the time traveler’s future--say meeting himself, or some relative and inadvertently (or otherwise) causing that person’s death. This would eliminate the time traveler of the future.
But would that time traveler stop existing in the present time he/she occupied? There were worries and concerns and much heated debates in the scientific world. And since no one had actually been documented traveling thru time and coming back to tell about it--well, it was all still theory and good science fiction hoopla.