Where Do Dead People Go?

Death is so sudden. You never know when it will rush up to meet you and you don’t know where you will go with it.

Firstly, is death an ‘it’ or a ‘him’? (And by him, i mean a person, not a male. I am not being sexist!) Well, logically thinking, I do not think that death could be a person, because then that person would be dead too. So how can you be death if you’re dead? Unless, all the people who have died combine to become death and they then ship others who die after them off to the Underworld. If there is an Underworld. Again, we don’t know. So many folklore and myths tell us that there is Heaven and Hell awaiting us in the afterlife. But then you cannot prove that.

Lets’s take Christian mythology as an example. Christian mythology has a simple concept for death. If you’re good, you go to Heaven and if you’re bad you go to Hell. Easy enough.

Another example is Greek mythology. Greek mythology tells us that there is an Underworld. In the Underworld there are different regions. There are the ‘Field Of Punishment’ for all the people who were bad in their lives. There are the ‘Fields of Asphodel’, for people who were neither bad nor good. Then there is the ‘Elysium’, for the good people, and finally the ‘Isles Of the Blessed’. This place was reserved for those who had been reborn thrice from Elysium and had done good in all 3 of their lives. The Underworld is ruled by Hades, the God of the Underworld, and his wife Persephone, Goddess of Spring and Fertility of Vegetation. Now, unless you read Greek mythology, you’re probably wondering how did the two end up together? Well, there is a myth about it. Aphrodite, the Goddess of love and beauty, cast a spell on Hades, making him fall in love with Persephone, who is the daughter of Demeter, the Goddess of the Harvest and Zeus, the God of the Gods. Hades then went to Zeus to ask for Persephone’s hand in marriage. He agreed but he said that Demeter would not like the idea (notice that no one asked Persephone whether she wanted to get married or not). So, Hades rose up in his chariot and kidnapped Persephone.

On hearing about the loss of her daughter, Demeter was heartbroken. She made the earth suffer. Zeus, upon seeing the misery of his wife, sent Hermes, the messenger of the Gods, to Hades. Hades let Persephone go back but because she had eaten the fruit of the Underworld, she now belonged to Hades and his realm and so had to stay in the Underworld for at least 6 months. For the other 6 months, she could be with her mother. This story also explains the seasons. It is said that when Persephone comes back to be with her mother, the world blooms, hence Spring and Summer. And when Persephone is in the Underworld, Demeter grieves, hence Autumn and Winter.

I’ve gone off topic.

I hate spiders. They creep me out, with their multiple eyes and their multiple legs. So when I saw a huge spider in my bathtub today, I had to kill it. I opened the shower and swept the spider down the drain. That’s when it struck me. That poor spider had probably not been expecting death so suddenly. Five minutes ago, it would never have thought that it was about to die. For that spider, the water had probably felt like a tsunami. Without realizing it, I had killed a living organism who hadn’t done anything to me, all because of my fear. Imagine if it had been us. Pretend that you are just sitting one day, and suddenly a tsunami comes. Unlike a real tsunami, you can see that there is another living organism causing this one. Someone is purposely doing this to you. You haven’t done anything to them, but here you are, making an appointment with death.

I never thought of the concept of death in this way but now it strikes me that death is unexpected. You don’t know when you will meet it/him (it’s not established yet!), or where you will meet it. The only thing that you can say for sure, is that it is inevitable. The only thing that you can do, is to accept it with open arms.

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