A Death wish and its final solution!

Life and Death.

 

By Stanley Collymore

 

I’m here patiently waiting for a much desired coming

from you but instead of you appearing I’m routinely

left pessimistically wondering when, or even if

you’ll show up. A massive kick in the teeth

is how I see it, clearly bearing in mind it

need not be this way; and I’m explicitly referring to the

inexplicable manner in which you’re obviously and

quite irresponsibly behaving. As I’m earnestly

in favour of dying and have been for some

considerable time now, and as you’re

well aware from the outset of this

irreversible realization on my

part have always with you

God made my decision

on this matter quite

abundantly and

openly clear.

 

So if you’re the compassionate and forbearing

God Almighty you deliberately pacify your

believers into not only thinking but, on

your part as well, claiming you are,

what’s the problem then that you

are so visibly grappling with

when it comes to me? Someone who is sick to

death of being on this Earth, is additionally

fed up to the back teeth with what on a

daily basis I consistently observe is

constantly going on everywhere

around me; while at the same

time absolutely appalled by

the completely deceptive

and mendacious double

standards augmented

by the unhampered

hypocrisy which

exemplifies the

currency that

drives the

unethical

political

system

we alas are

made to

live

in.

 

An inadequate state of affairs that unfavourably compels

ordinary men and women, who in order to earn even a

half-decent living straightaway find that they have

no substitute but to unenthusiastically subjugate

themselves to this insidious option of a take

it or leave it requirement which they’re

intimidatingly given. And with me personally being

the principled and unquestionably plain-speaking

individual you indisputably know that I am in

such circumstances, I’d rather be dead God

than have to carry on living. So why then

don’t you just pull your fingers out of

your Celestial Bottom God, and let’s

jointly, civilly get this death show

that’s crucial to me on the road?

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

24 May 2017.

 

 

Author’s Remarks:

Death is an inevitability of life that all of us, in one way or another, will eventually encounter whether we like the idea of it happening to us or not. So fretting needlessly about it or becoming wearisomely obsessed or depressed about it isn’t going to make an iota of difference to that divine timetable, if one is religious, or the Nature inscribed one, if that person is not, that was calculatedly devised and consciously implemented in the case of each one of us, that began with our biological conception and thereafter instantaneously went into operation the very moment that each of us was born.

 

But because that prescription has been decreed for our individual life it doesn’t automatically mean that we must slavishly concur with it or that life under any circumstance is a far better situation to be in than death. I personally don’t believe, not even for a solitary moment, that glib explanation of life and would like to believe as well that no right thinking, logical, sensible or intelligent person does either.