Life... the beginning of Death?

This may sound awkward but in the end, it makes sense.

When babies are born we always hear:"He/she has just begun his/her life

in this world." What we don't normally hear is:" This young infant has

just begun dying." But that is more appropriate, is it not?

We are humans, brought into the world just to leave it.

We start dying the second we breath, every second we use is a step

towards death. So why do what we do now? We do what we do to

make dying here easier, period. In the old days when war occurred

people threw stones at people to kill them. The suffering involved

was no amount of pleasure compared to now. All it takes is just a

bullet and you don't even know you died. Back then when old

people suffered from incurable diseases they lay on their beds

wishing for death to sweep over them. Now we can comfortably ask

for pain relievers and die comfortably in a lavish room full of

items desired.

The question is: Were we brought here to die? Or were we here for a reason?

We are here for a reason, we are here to prove ourselves.

Before we materialized we knew nothing, looked like nothing, were

nothing. When we entered the world we were given a mission, a

gargantuan task; to prove our worth and allegiance to the one that

created this world. Accomplishing this mission will grant us entrance

to a place more beautiful than Machu Picchu, calmer than the 

Maldives, safer than being in the arms of a loved one. Failing it 

will cost us not only our souls but will also result with an eternity

with fire and pain.

So the only thing to do is for us to choose which path we wish to

take. Which one did you choose?

P.s Time is running out fast. To quote St. Marher ~ Time and tide waits for no man.