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Essay | End and Mortality

The world is

a truly harsh place, isn't it?

In any case, this world is difficult to live in.

Speaking of the world,


long ago


I heard something like this.

They say there is no equality in the world.

That the world is built on inequality.

However, is that really true?

Is there nothing given equally?

Something everyone possesses without exception.

What is it that must exist in this world?

I used to think about that.


As time passed,

through contemplation,

I wondered if in this world,

regardless of wealth,

beyond the boundaries of living things,

for all living creatures,

is there something that must exist?

Pondering that,

the answer I arrived at

was that it is death.

All who live must die

All who meet must part

All who flourish must fade

Everyone is born into this world and lives

Only to eventually return to the earth

The body decays and the soul ascends to heaven

It is common to all living things

I believe it is an end that surely comes

I believe it is the only inevitability

No matter how one is born

No matter how one lives

No matter what path of life one follows

Death exists at the destination one must reach

Or rather

Perhaps it is fair to say that the Grim Reaper is always by our side

Neither too close nor too far

But always there

And when the time is right

They swing the scythe they carry

And reap the roots of life

By reaping the roots, the soul is severed from the body

The Grim Reaper guides the soul on its journey to the afterlife

Heaven or the Underworld?

Paradise or Hell?

Limbo or Purgatory?

The Divine Realm or the Demon Realm?

One does not know where they will be invited

But that is told by how one lived

No matter which layer one ends up in

The path one has walked will be reflected

King Enma?

Or perhaps King Minos?

Or maybe Hades or Pluto?

What kind of judgment will be passed?

One cannot know until they have died

The shoji has eyes

The walls have ears

Or perhaps it might be Mary in the shoji

So that one can face the sun without shame

So that one may go anywhere without feeling ashamed

I wish to live in such a way that I can stand with dignity

I want to live

That is all

These were the ramblings of a foolish, carefree, optimistic, and dull ordinary person


I apologize for the nonsense


Since ChatGPT drew a lovely illustration of a grim reaper for me


I will post it here




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