-Ernest Hemingway
On Marky’s Death
December 15, 2008
Life is hard…
To live is harder…
Yet..death is just so easy…
Are life offerings not enough?
Does heart beats stronger than our brain thinks? Is it worth to lose your soul in exchange for the numbness you’ll feel when you’re faced with death? I wonder how much he’s hurt that the pain of death is more bearable. But how does one can measure the bearability of pain…? How much is enough? How strong one should be to be able to endure it?
Do we have the right to criticize someone who’s sufferring from a damaging pain when the fact is we don’t even know how it feels nor how it cripples one’s sanity. When one’s mind is smeared, he can’t think of anything rational. When one heart’s bruised, he can only feel the excruciating pain, pained blood pumping through his veins. When one is gasping for air, water might be flooding inside his lungs. So how are we to decide what’s best for him? When we don’t even know about it…?
