March 24th, 2010 -> The Transition of my God Mother Sherril Berryman Johnson...
Death is a crazed & wild emotion. It enters you and leaves you speechless with no control as to whether one second you w8ill be crying, angry at yourself, frustrated, happy, dead or calm. Death affects us all in different ways for we all see it in different ways. To me, death comes in the form of a person. This person or "enigma" can be in the shape of a business man for example who has come to collect his work for the next deadline that is on the way. This business man represents the supposed vision of a "Reaper" that of which carries dead souls into either purgatory, heaven, or what some fear as hell.
A more peaceful idea of death is that of a past dead loved one that comes to carry your soul away. It is now their turn to take you with them into protection. This is a happier take on exactly how your soul is taken to wherever they seem to go.
Is there a heaven or hell? Is there a purgatory that one gets lost in forever just waiting for one day of reckoning in order to be set free? Do our souls simply drift off into the sky without a care? Is there maybe yet another "place" that we go to? Do our souls maybe stay intact within our bodies with no chance of escape? Why does death even happen?
All these questions and more rest within our minds as we think back on those who we have lost. On the day of our Creative Writing class when we traveled to the place in which the farm house once stood there is a sense of loneliness that I began to feel. It was actually one of my favorite places to just sit down at place my mind within the minds of those who once passed. When I took a long look at the flowers, the trees, the sky, and the wind on my face I could feel the past emotions of those who have passed. It was as if they were speaking to me in an unscripted language for me to take the time to decode. This was some very intense food for thought.
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