I was born to this species. They told me, “You are Human.” They told me to “Be.” I was allowed to grow and mature.
A set of circumstances: location, technological innovation, career, friends and experiences would mold me. I would become a Good Human.
I was Good at Being Human.
I was a Good Human Being.
Something happened. Having volunteered for societal programing on more than one occasion, at times moving locations and voluntarily receiving courses designed to reprogram, sometimes for months or years at a time, I noticed something. What I thought was growth and progression was simply the winding of the mechanical gear that controls this shell of a body. What I thought was, “A New Life Path,” was actually just a new track to be placed on. The mechanisms turned. My mind turned. The shell turned. The earth turn. Nothing changed.
The world would get louder. I would become frustrated. Every indicator was that any variance in my path, any variance from the track I was placed upon, would result in complete and utter chaos, most likely resulting in death.
Fear is the biggest motivator, especially in today’s society. Death our biggest fear. All of our fears are ultimately born deep within, mostly from some sort of fear of The Great Unknown: Death.
Fear is a great control technique because the only way to overcome is through complete acceptance of the unknown, a process requiring lifetimes of deprogramming to master, or a full on confrontation of the fear. A decision to experience the terrifying in order to gain the truth. Is this not why death is The Great Controller? How do we push past that fear and confront The Otherside?
Just past fear is freedom. The portal between: Truth. The greatest fear: Death.
I believe we must evolve or dissolve. In an increasingly polarized world, as a human collective, I believe both are occurring. An increase in interconnectedness, technological advances and the desire by many to sacrifice free thought for temporary comfort, emotional protection and material excess will lead a portion of society to spiritual dissolution, a complete loss of individual identity and an immersion in the systems, dogma and structure of the Mainstream Conscious Collective.
A second group will evolve. In order to evolve, this group must push past all barriers of fear, ultimately conquering the greatest societal dictator of our time: DEATH.
How must one conquer the fear of death? By pushing past it. By experiencing it. Is this our purpose? To stop “Being” and to go beyond.
So, is my goal to die? No. I already did that.
In order to understand death, we must explore it. We must, “Know our opponent.” Art, theology, philosophy and psychology are great places to start, so I read the wisest. I attended religious ceremonies. I attended religious schools. Years of schooling. I listened to the greats. I listened to their questions around life and death. I listened to the answers the gurus gave to those questions. I listened to those choosing to define themselves as, “The Common Man,” and I posed the same questions I had heard the greats ask and the gurus answer.
I experienced death through others. I spent many years in a career field that not only normalized death as a daily occurrence; it also let me sit with the fellow. I watched humans as they slipped from this earth. I watched others fight, death prying their finger tips as they clung to their existence. I told children their mother had died. I told mothers their children had died. I watched those same mothers die before me, as the shell they once occupied continued to be.
I have pulled people from depths of death so dark, that return should have never been an option, and I have cast others in the same direction, their fate death’s decision.
Prayer. Study. Meditation. Psychedelics. All have played the roll of “Instrument” in my journey. My Exploration.
I have written albums, books and journals. I have recorded songs, poems and rants.
All of this to answer the question…
How do we overcome the fear of death?
How do we gain the knowledge and the truth that lie just beyond death?
How Do We Die? This question was the turning point.
Flow chart after flow chart. Convo after convo. Smoke after smoke. Book after book. “How do we die?”
How Do We Die?
So how do we die? This question, seemingly simple in length, can quickly become quite incomprehensible in discussion, so I will keep it short, as that appears the key to simplicity.
Death: Definition: The action or fact of dying or being killed; The end of the life of a person or organism.
For simplistic purposes, “The action or fact of dying or being killed,” simply exists in the definition to tell people that death is a noun. This implies that it is a state one may be in. It is the state that is created as a result of dying or being killed.
The second half of the definition goes on to further define the state of Death as, “The end of the life of another person or organism.”
Life: Definition: “The condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity and continual change preceding death.”
Ultimately then, death is a state in which an organism experiences the end of the condition that includes the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity and continual change. To avoid complexities like philosophy, religion, etc, for the purpose of this discussion, every religion and philosophy I have encountered acknowledges more than one level of, “Self.” Some include: Higher Self, Subconscious, Ego, Shadow, Spirit, Soul, Conscious, Inner Child, etc. In death, we believe some of these things will depart and others will remain. How many, their roles, etc, defined by each given discipline or philosophy.
Continuing, let’s look at rejection, or, more specifically, the experience of rejection. Many people fear rejection in a similar way that many fear death. In order to push past the fear of rejection, we must not push past that fear in all aspects of life. We must start with one area and push past the fear. After the first time, it is easier. After the third time, it is kind of fun. After the tenth, we understand the process. We’ve probably been rejected enough that we know it doesn’t matter, and we have also had enough positive outcomes that our confidence has grown.
We understand the process and the role that rejection plays. We also gain an appreciation, maybe even a liking for it. It makes acceptance sweeter. It poses the, “No,” that we must search through to find the, “Yes,” that turns a word to a reward.
IF we must experience our fears in order to overcome them, IF Death is the ultimate fear, then… How Do We Experience Death?
We experience it ever day.
Death is the systematic lifestyle I described. Death is the stagnation. Death is the failure to realize our potential. Death is, “I can’t.” Death is life without growth. Life with no change. Habit and routine, ultimately, a form of death.
I have died many times. There have been points in my existence so devoid of life that I have seen a zombie when I looked in the mirror. This is an experience that I believe has become an essential and all too quickly normalized part of the, “Human Experience.”
Think about it. Not every human can describe the last time that they were truly free. Hair blowing in the wind. Alive. I would hypothesize that every human can tell you about the time that the promotion or upgrade in their current circumstances was so close that they could touch it, but a thought caused a hesitation response just long enough that it all passed them by. We all die. We don’t all live.
What does that mean?
What it means is that we have all experienced death. What happens when we experience death? Nothing. Death happens. The thing, being, idea that was once labeled, “Alive,” is then labeled as, “Dead.” That is death. A change in state. Hot to cold.
What happens exactly at the same time though? As one thing is being labeled, “Dead,” another is being labeled alive. Death is a change in state. To die is to live. To embrace death is to embrace life.
So, if death is a constant presence, what is there to be afraid of? If pushing past the fear of death has already been done, what is left?
Now we must live.
This is The Evolution.
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