‘I am your friend'

As only great poetry can do, here we are forced off of the well worn path of thought regarding death itself. Indeed, science in all of it’s infinite knowledge asserts that DEATH brought man into the world. That under the secular worldview of our reality, indeed, death is the hero of the story. The ultimate punctuation mark on an astronomically inconceivable stroke of chance that happened to bring all life and matter into existence- from what was once nothing...and through the gift of human conciousnees each of us is somehow made aware of it all just so as to know that all that ever was before us and all that shall ever be will one day too return to nothing. No purpose exists but that we can imagine, but ultimately, what we imagine means nothing and so too is all we’re worth.
If you continue to follow this philosophical line deeper this, clearly, posses quite an existential, moral and philisophical dilemma to the understanding of ones inherent value- of love, life and meaning. Religion, on the other hand asserts that it was MAN that brought DEATH into the world. That the almighty creator of time and space, holy, loving and compassionate toward all of His creation- assigned death as a punishment to be placed on man for his transgression and severing of the law in God’s perfect design. Thus, inherent in this philosophical worldview death becomes a paradox to be understood based on how a man understands his own self. There is no contradictions between a believer of God who sees death as nothing but a 'friend' as the poet paints here; as the Bible tells us, "Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell." For death is merely God’s solution to the physical ailment manifest in our sinful flesh. So long as we preserve the thing that matters most... There is nothing to fear, but fear itself..
Life is strange, isn’t it? Either way you look at it.
(And those are your only two options...Btw)
