“It is not an end, but a beginning – of torture.” – ad_poet

The end of living is the lack/loss of feeling; the end of breathing, the loss of consciousness. It is absolute nothingness. If I were to give it a name, it’d probably be “soufyn” which means “end of breathing” or “the breath’s end” – gotten from the combination of two French words: “finir” – end, and “souffle” – breath.

Some people are dying while breathing: mentally, emotionally and even, spiritually. They’re alive, yes, they feel the pain they can’t stop, they undergo stages of continual breakdown – a continual struggle to survive. Some decide to “take their lives” and others remain, “walking dead”.

The Bible mentioned “hell” as “the second death”. When we go through a very difficult, threatening or disastrous situation, we often say “we’re going through hell”; and hell is death: we are dying in the world we live in. When one’s life is taken (out of this world), something follows – either living or dying. If s/he is righteous, living occurs (heaven), if unrighteous death occurs (hell).

Some people may not believe in heaven or hell, but honestly it’d be worse finding out when it is too late. If you think you’d escape, check around for those whose lives are gone and were brought back.

It’d be even more pathetic dying in this world, and in the next.