An old man was approached by hooded figure on a cold winters night after the funeral of his son not to long ago and asked him, as a man what would you define as living life or as death to take a life or to give life to take a breath knowing someday you could be in slumber and not know where the door is to wake, knowing that every second spent is another closer to the doors of eternity,
The old man who has not a single person left to care for him knowing not who the hooded figure is or where he came from the man answered and said in death I find comfort, knowing that the life I live can be used as a example towards future lives even if I die I know that the time I was given and that the time I spent was well worth every second, an example can be given said the man, if you would compare the life of someone who lives forever and someone who knows that they will die in weeks, months or even years whom do you think will have lived a better life, an immortal man who wastes what he has been given for centuries knowing it will not end as he comes to see friends, family and moral die and be forgotten, or a man who knows he could die at any given time who would spend his remaining time with the people who makes his life worth living
The hooded figure nods in aspiration, within a second it took the man to blink he had found himself in a place of gold a road leading to a huge and beautiful glimmering gate, the hooded figure stood on the other side of the gate, behind the figure a castle made of gold with children and friends and family alike sitting in front of a throne of blinding light and glory, the hooded figure pointed outwards into an hour glass within the glass the sands screamed falling into a forgotten place of horror.
The figure removed the robes and before the gate now stood a being of indescribable beauty unlocking the golden gate and allowing the man to pass, before saying to the man your life has been full well lived and in every task you had been given you praised the most high.The being whom opened the gate smiled and then said welcome my brother you have made it to eternity.
The old man who has not a single person left to care for him knowing not who the hooded figure is or where he came from the man answered and said in death I find comfort, knowing that the life I live can be used as a example towards future lives even if I die I know that the time I was given and that the time I spent was well worth every second, an example can be given said the man, if you would compare the life of someone who lives forever and someone who knows that they will die in weeks, months or even years whom do you think will have lived a better life, an immortal man who wastes what he has been given for centuries knowing it will not end as he comes to see friends, family and moral die and be forgotten, or a man who knows he could die at any given time who would spend his remaining time with the people who makes his life worth living
The hooded figure nods in aspiration, within a second it took the man to blink he had found himself in a place of gold a road leading to a huge and beautiful glimmering gate, the hooded figure stood on the other side of the gate, behind the figure a castle made of gold with children and friends and family alike sitting in front of a throne of blinding light and glory, the hooded figure pointed outwards into an hour glass within the glass the sands screamed falling into a forgotten place of horror.
The figure removed the robes and before the gate now stood a being of indescribable beauty unlocking the golden gate and allowing the man to pass, before saying to the man your life has been full well lived and in every task you had been given you praised the most high.The being whom opened the gate smiled and then said welcome my brother you have made it to eternity.
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