THE ULTIMATE TRUTH (#16)

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The Sky is not Blue.

All Plants are not Green.

Nature gave us a little flexibility. We can get away with a lot of things in life without getting to the truth of the matter. But no matter who the person is, when it comes to the matter of Death, there is no flexibility. There are no options. There is only Death. 

After the Near-Death Experience, I contemplated about Death for sometime because in every truth of Nature there is a lesson to learn and Death is the mother of all Truths. It is the Ultimate Truth.

So, I tried to dig deeper of what Death really means. Not about the consequences to the people who get affected by my death. But just to understand what my Death actually means. 

So, what is Death?

It is a full-stop.

What is it that is getting stopped?

Whatever, I call myself as "ME"

My sensations. My feelings. My thoughts and ideas. My opinions and beliefs. My morals and ethics. My likes and dislikes. 

My opinion on God.

My opinion on Spirituality without GOD. 

My opinion on every Tom, Dick and Harry.

My desire to make MONEY

My desire to make more MONEY and become free. 

My desire to become FREE.

My sexual desires.

My desire to be Wise.

My love for the unconditional love of my family.

My hatred for the never-ending lies of the Society.

My fear of losing HAIR.

My fear of getting OLD. 

My fear of keeping the body in Shape.

My fear of losing someone close.

My work. 

My art. 

Everything.

Every Single Thing comes to an END.

Without my consent. Without my approval.

Just like that. In the blink of an eye.

Everything comes to an END.

It can come when it is least expected. It can come from the most unexpected direction. It can come when things are just getting settled. It can come when I am in the middle of something.

Whether it is one person or half the world's population who mourns my death, who cares? How does it matter?

The question is:

Does it really matter to have an opinion on everything?

Does it really matter to have likes and dislikes?

Does it really matter to have the Fear of Future?

Does it really matter to have guilt/regret about the past?

Does it really matter to get approval from others?

Because Nothing is significant once I am gone. Nothing has any meaning whatsoever. 

Now, the real question is:

Is it possible to live without having these opinions and feelings?

Is it possible for my mind to declutter itself?

Is it possible for my mind to unlearn what it has learned for all these years?

Is it possible?

Is it practical?

Is it practically possible?

I don't know.

But I am curious.

Because with every passing minute, I am inching towards Death.

Because this is not a simple TRUTH. 

Because Death is the ULTIMATE TRUTH.