Today, I realized that I do not fear death anymore. Nor do I feel compelled to avoid it or to evade it as much as I can.
During religious retreats/ recollections we were asked whether we are prepared to die now; perhaps it is only this at this moment, but if I --or any of my relations-- were to die now, though I may suffer from sadness, I will not fear for lifelessness. Let me not, let me not.
And yes, this realization is brought to you by the fact that I watched Magkaribal.
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