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I hardly thought I could learn something from an 18 year old. Their world, as I see it, is just a bliss of Online Games and temporary relationships. Damn. I was wrong. Did you ever feel like what you saw or heard was a big slap on your face? Last night I was surfing the Ragnaboards – posting silly topics like “Ang PASSWORD ay parang…”. I saw that red message..a private message from a friend.
Odin Toridas, Tel `Quala
Lol. I don’t know what that means. ^^ A series of clicks got me opening my Yahoo Messanger and I saw he was online. I was so excited to ask him about his trip that he told me to keep quiet. That was 2AM in San Francisco.. 5PM here in the Philippines. After the Ola!!’s, he started opening up a topic about leaving someone you love. It got me thinking about my Oochan though. The sad thing about this “leaving” is because it is supposed to be Death.
Death, Rue, you know I do not want to think about it right now. It is a veil I do not wish to wear yet, too early. Staying away from those feelings could petrify you. Leaves you vulnerable and unprepared. I admire you. You are ready for such things to happen.
Chan told me what he thinks about death. He has a different belief of a Heaven and a Hell.
When we die, there is nothing left of our bodies. We cease to exist physically. What is left is our essence.. the “spirit” wanders off. It feeds on the essence of what it had been doing in its lifetime. These spirits tend to seek out other spirits that “feel” like them. Heaven? A gathering place for spirits with happy memories. Hell? The opposite.
So different from what I believed in – different from what was taught in Christian Living. Somehow, still, it has touched me in way that makes me want to nurture the thought… because.. Chan said..
If our spirits wander off soon, I will look for you.. I will seek your memory..our memory.
It got me sobbing.. wishing Death never existed. The clock reminds Rue that Death is waiting to waltz with his loved one. I too should wait and be ready for my turn on the dancefloor.


