Death:Life

Death is peaceful and calm.

It's like finally shutting your eyes after an extremely stressful day at school or work. It feels like those first-seconds slight acidic sting in your eyelids, that slowly spreads across your entire face.

It's enjoyable and relaxing, but slowly you lose your will to ever open your eyes again. Your body starts fighting you, demanding you stop resisting. The tiny muscles refuse to cooperate as you try to open them. You feel mummified but you're also aware of the environment beyond your shut lids.

You're aware of the sounds, and you feel the material of your clothes.

But eventually, you awaken.

You're a newborn again. Your cries are loud and piercing as you wail your hands in absolute confusion. The environment confuses you, and you shout even more because you realize you've begun to forget. You're losing memories you once held dear to you almost as quickly as you forget how to say words.

You'd wail further as you remember the people you left behind. Your toothless mouth would spread wide as you remember the things you never accomplished. You'd scream and thrash around as you remember the person you once were.

Then you'd blink, and suddenly you're five... Again. But this time a completely new person, someone who's never existed before.

You've lost all memories of who you were before, and you won't ever know you were a whole other person before this past life you've lost.

Maybe you'd do things a bit differently this life. Maybe you'd grow up differently. Maybe you'd be physically better, or worse. But eventually again, life repeats itself, and you'd face death. And you, of all people, know that:

Death is peaceful and calm.