Death, in itself, is a ready joke.
Dying is ridiculous...
You agree dining with your love,
is in full dental treatment, have plans for next week,
need to authenticate a document notarized, need to put gas in your car and...
Dies in the afternoon?
HOW IS THIS???
And the e-mails that you have not opened, the book that was half read, the phone call you promised to give in the evening for a client?
I do not know where they got this idea:
TO DIE !!!
In exchange for what? You spent more than 10 years of your life in a high school, studying chemical formulas that will not serve for anything in your future, but remained there, took the tests,
and went ahead.
Practiced much gyms, almost gasped, but did not give up.
You spent sleepless dawns studying to get well for college even without being sure of what you would do of your life, full of doubts about your chosen profession, but it was time to decide, then you decided, and once again you went ahead ...
From one moment to another,
it all ends in a collision on the freeway,
a clogged artery, a shot fired by a delinquent who enjoyed your tennis.
WHAT IS IT???
Dying is a joke...
Forces you to leave on the best of the party, without saying goodbye to anyone,
without having danced with the most beautiful girl,
without having had time to listen to your favorite music again.
You left home with your shirts hanging on hangers, your damp towel on the clothesline, and also some bills to be paid.
Others will be forced to pack up your stuff, tinkering in your drawers,
to erase the tracks that you left during a lifetime.
Just you who always said: I'll take care myself of my stuff!!!
What a macabre joke...
You leave without taking coffee
and maybe you will not have lunch,
walks down a street and may not reach the next corner, begin to speak and may not conclude what you mean.
You always make your medical exams, do not smoke, drink only socially, enjoy healthy food and love thin and healthy women and dies on a saturday morning.
Is this to be taken seriously?
Having more than one hundred years old, come on, the eternal sleep may be welcome.
In that age there is not much to do, the body does not follow the mind, and the mind has also prorates, not to mention that there are almost nothing stored in the drawers.
Ok, time to rest in peace...
But before living all life offers us to live ?
Dying early is a transgression, undoes the natural order of things.
Dying is an exaggeration!
And, as we know, the exaggeration is the raw material of the jokes.
But this joke is not funny!
So live your life intensily and enjoy all your good moments.
Postpone ... Postpone and Postpone ...
Will be always the best of ways?
I don't think so...
Do not cling to small and useless things in life ...
Tell those you love about your feelings, hug them tight, kiss them everyday...
And forgive ...
ALWAYS !!!
by: Pedro Bial
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