The Light in Darkness
I’m exactly neither the scaredy-cat type nor a daredevil but when eerie stories are told, I couldn’t help it but feel the creeps. I haven’t really seen real ghosts myself just yet so I qualify myself as lucky and matter-of-factly hope not to see one for that might change my balance and composure right off the bat - forever. Ha ha!
Getting scared probably stems from the thought of death. We fear death and we abhor all that’s dark. Dark seems to be the word that we conveniently associate with death and its reason. And the more we permit ourselves be consumed by this noun or adjective, the more we fear death and the dead. How playful can the dark be? Do you fear death?
On a lighter note, I’ve read a line from a book sometime ago, it goes that the more you’re unprepared with your life, the more you fear death. I closed the 24th chapter of my life three weeks ago and right now am currently seeking the subsequent chapter. As my age reels in, I’m caught up with what you call as “cramming.” Twenty-five is never neat with literally nothing on hand. Finding a good drive to keep me at pace will have to be the task of my life. Conquer the fear of death!
Tomorrow is All Souls’ Day, the day of the dead – let us commemorate in prayer our dear departed ones and may we gain a deeper understanding and appreciation of life.
That's all for me now!






















