Humanity is a doomed race. It is my personal belief that the minute we, as humans, are born then we are captured and enslaved by some invisible and unknown force that continues to hold us all through life. And it is death that we find the freedom that so may of us search for and have tricked ourselves into believing we have found.

And when death has claimed us for its own, the freedom gained is oft a disillusioning, disappointing and upsetting time in our existence. And it is because of the methods we choose to comfort for ourselves in life. These religions, beliefs and politics have segregated us against others of difference. And when we find ourselves, in death, the same as the ones we once called enemies, it will shock us. Eternity is a long time to hold grudge against someone the same as us.

As it is asked, how can we possibly put ourselves on the same level as everyone so that the transition from life to death will be fluid and comfortable?

And I conclude that we cannot. For all, this is asked very few have the patience to sit down and think of a way to appease the difference of the world. No I will not be so presumptuous to insinuate I have to answer, just merely another question to ponder on a rainy day.

..Isolde the Silent..

Destiny is the inevitable, fate is how you choose to get there.