The Only Death I Fear Is Dying

The Future Can Ever Promise But One Thing And One Thing Only: Surprises.

Children Are Dying." Lull Nodded. "that's A Succinct Summary Of Humankind, I'd Say. Who Needs Tomes And Volumes Of History? Children Are Dying. The Injustices Of The World Hide In Those Three Words.

Civilization After Civilization, It Is The Same. The World Falls To Tyranny With A Whisper. The Frightened Are Ever Keen To Bow To A Perceived Necessity, In The Belief That Necessity Forces Conformity, And Conformity A Certain Stability. In A World Shaped Into Conformity, Dissidents Stand Out, Are Easily Branded And Dealt With. There Is No Multitude Of Perspectives, No Dialogue. The Victim Assumes The Face Of The Tyrant, Self-righteous And Intransigent, And Wars Breed Like Vermin. And People Die.

Survivors Do Not Mourn Together. They Each Mourn Alone, Even When In The Same Place. Grief Is The Most Solitary Of All Feelings. Grief Isolates, And Every Ritual, Every Gesture, Every Embrace, Is A Hopeless Effort To Break Through That Isolation. None Of It Works. The Forms Crumble And Dissolve. To Face Death Is To Stand Alone.

Any Reasonable Ruler Would Have The Expectation And The Demand The Other Way Round.