Something About Pain

 

Now this may sound eerily strange,

but at my age and in my ailing sit-

uation, I am not looking forward to

my final day of pain.

What, you may ask? Why, you may

wonder? Would you repeat that, I

don’t understand, you explain?

Okay, here goes again, pay close

attention this time: At my age and

given my deteriorating situation,

I am still not looking forward to my

final day of pain.

You see, to my way of thinking

and my fervent belief, pain is what

the living deal with. And should it

subside or go away, one still alive

then feels the pleasure of relief.

For me and as I see it, death like

pre-conception and birth is uncon-

scious nothingness, neither pain

nor pleasure. And without those

tactile or emotional sensations,

there can be no relief.

As for me, I’d would much prefer to feel

the pain. Death is the eternal void of noth-

ingness which comes with no escape, no

promise of release.

It’s like paying for a movie you never get

to see. And what’s worse, you couldn’t

care less.

Now, where in hell did I put that ibu-

profen? Even the slightest hope of

relief is better than nothingness.

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Chris Hanch 10-28-2020