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Death Changes Perspective of Living

A change in perspective

We live and we die

We live and we die. But while living, most of us don’t keep the thought of death in mind. A person suffering from an incurable disease may keep it in his/her mind, but not a normal person suffering from ordinary ailments.

For a very big population on the earth, life is perpetual. That is how they think and live. Is this a right attitude? To a certain extent this is a right attitude and at times, wrong. Let us analyze further.

We not only live our life thinking that we will not die, but we also behave with others as if they will also not die.

A story

Let me give you an example. Let us talk about a friend. He/she does something or speaks something. We are deeply hurt and feel bad, and we begin blaming the other person for many things.

We don’t think of forgiving and carrying on. Why? Suppose that friend of ours meets his/her death after a week. What will be our reaction? We will go in a remorseful mood and blame ourselves.

The bad feelings that we had for that person loses all the meaning. That person is no more and no critical analysis or one-upmanship will help now. The situation has changed totally.

Accidents occur everyday

Anyone of us may die at any moment. No one knows about the time of his/her death. We all believe that we will live to a ripe old age and will die only after that. Sometimes, we don’t even think of that.

How about changing our perspective? How about keeping the thought in our mind at all times that – the person I am hating so much now, or I am arguing with so much now, may even die after an hour by meeting with some freak accident.

This may change our perspective about all our relationships. Is this not true? It will change our thoughts about ourselves also. We will all begin thinking more of today and worry less about tomorrow.

Life is precious

Every life is very precious. Every heart is precious. Why hurt anyone including your own self? Forgive everyone. Begin with yourself. Let death change our perspective.

 

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Preparing For Old Age (Part 4 of 4)

Please read the previous articles:

Preparing For Old Age (Part 1 of 4)

Preparing For Old Age (Part 2 of 4)

Preparing For Old Age (Part 3 of 4)

 

Continuation:

 

He prays to High Heaven every moment and kisses the cross. And his toothless old mouth interjects prayers to God and curses on man in the same breath.

If anyone is talking to him he looks the other way, slips down until his shoulders occupy the throne. Then he scratches his leg, and keeps up a running comment of insult. “Aye,” “Oh,” “Of course,” “Certainly,” “Ugh,” “Listen to him now!”

There is a comedy side to all this which relieves the tragedy and keeps the play from becoming disgusting.

Glimpses of Ivan’s past are given in his jerky confessions he is the most miserable and unhappy of men. And you behold that he is reaping as he has sown.

All his life he has been preparing for this. Each day has been a preparation for the next.

Ivan dies in a fit of wrath, hurling curses on his family and court dies in a fit of wrath into which he has been purposely taunted by a man who knows that the outburst is certain to kill the weakened monarch.

Where does Ivan the Terrible go when Death closes his eyes?

I know not. But this I believe: No confessional can absolve him, no priest benefit him, no God forgive him. He has damned himself, and he began the work in youth.

He was getting ready all his life for this old age. And this old age was getting ready for the fifth act.

The playwright does not say so, Mansfield does not say so, but these are the lessons:

Hate is a poison. Wrath is a toxin. Sensuality leads to death. Clutching selfishness is a lighting of the fires of hell. It is all a preparation cause and effect.

If you are ever absolved, you must absolve yourself, for no one else can. And the sooner you begin, the better.

Again, the beauty of old age

We often hear of the beauties of old age. But the only old age that is beautiful is the one the man has long been preparing for. Living a beautiful life. Every one of us are right now preparing for old age.

There may be a substitute somewhere in the world for Good Nature. But I regret I do not know where it can be found.

The secret of salvation is this: Keep Sweet.

 

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Death of Aral Sea

 

Once the fourth largest lake, four years ago, NASA satellites take photos showing that the eastern basin of Aral Sea had for the first time completely dried up.

According to Philip Micklin, an Aral Sea expert and a geographer emeritus from Western Michigan University. “It is likely the first time it has completely dried up in 600 years since medieval desiccation associated with diversion of Amu Darya River to the Caspian Sea.

Aral Sea is actually a freshwater lake, which once had a surface area of 67,300 square kilometers. It had been long ringed with prosperous towns and supported a lucrative muskrat pelt industry and thriving fishery, providing 40,000 jobs and supplying the Soviet Union with a sixth of its fish catch. It was fed by two of Central Asia’s mightiest rivers, the Amu Darya and the Syr Darya.

In the 1960’s, Soviet Engineers decided to build an enormous irrigation network, including 20,000 miles of canals, 45 dams, and more than 80 reservoirs, all to irrigate sprawling fields of cotton and wheat in Kazakhstan and Uzbekistan.

Some say, the system built was leaky and inefficient, causing the rivers drained to a trickle. In the couple of decades, the Aral Sea was reduced to a handful of small lakes, with a combined volume that was one-tenth of its original size.

Now, the Soviet Union is long dissolved.

In 2005, Kazakhstan took drastic measures. They used World Bank Funding to build a dam across what was once Aral Sea’s largest island, Kokaral Island, which become a peninsula, then an isthmus as the water level dropped. Water levels north of the dam, in what is today called “North Aral” or “Small Aral” Sea, have risen three meters.

Water streams through the dike during the wet season may be enough to bring some fish barns, but, 90% of the Aral Sea is gone forever.

The Price That Was Paid For (Part 2 of 2)

 

In case you missed out, please read The Price That Was Paid For (Part 1 of 2).

 

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.

One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. “Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn’t resist. Got ’em all!”

“What are you going to do with them?” Jesus asked.

Satan replied, “Oh, I’m gonna have fun! I’m gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I’m gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I’m really gonna have fun!”

“And what will you do when you get done with them?” Jesus asked. “Oh, I’ll kill ’em,” Satan glared proudly. “How much do you want for them?” Jesus asked.

“Oh, you don’t want those people. They ain’t no good. Why, you’ll take them and they’ll just hate you. They’ll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don’t want those people!!”

“How much?” He asked again.

Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, “All your blood, tears and your life.”

Jesus said, “DONE!”

Then He paid the price.

The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.