...生命は終焉を迎えた後、どうなるのでしょう?
無になり、何もかもが失われてしまうのでしょうか?
それとも宇宙の塵となり、霧散してしまうのでしょうか?
「千の風になって」は心に染み入るいい歌だと思います。
私の死後も風になって、空間を漂えればいいのですが。
仏教などにある「輪廻転生観」も素晴らしく共感出来ます。
明日は虫や獣や草木になったりするのも、いいですね。
無機質な岩石になるのもいいかもしれません。
その後の私は、確かに過去のものになることには違いなく、
この世における、私の肉体の物質的存在理由も、
私の考えや思いも、同時に過ぎ去りしこととなるのでしょう。
生命の誕生から終焉まで、実に儚きものに思えてくるのは、
この秋という季節に物思うからなのでしょうか?
...Attempt to imagine about how you become after your life comes to an end.
Attempt to imagine that yourself become " there is nothing " condition.
Attempt to imagine that yourself become dust at the space.
There is a song, "Do not stand at my grave and weep".
It thinks that it is the good song which affects my soul.
I die, and do become a wind and will I wander in air?
It thinks that I am wonderful teaching in the concept, " the reincarnations " such as the Buddhism.
By the concept, the " reincarnation "
I say that I die, and that it becomes an insect, a brute and vegetation and that I replay.
Doesn't it think that it is a good idea?
It is possible to imagine that I die and that it becomes inorganic stone, too.
I become past tense about the certificate where to be after death, I existed.
Will the reason for my existing and my will, too, be dismissed?
It thinks that the life from the birth to the end doesn't last long, being fragile.
Will it be because I become maudlin in the season of the autumn?
The number of yesterday is 44.