Reasoning Death

I often wonder in silent introspection, can a single lifetime be enough to chart the beauty of this massive earth? Or, is it possible to remember every face in the crowd? Stories that remain untold in the slate of time, stories of love, hate and thousand other emotions lost in a pile of neglected past. How many in the world even know about my existence? This burning question comes straight from my soul. Bound to stay in this twisted matrix called "Life", we are satisfied with everything, and this dreaded sense of satisfaction backfires at the time when we face death. It is then we realize our limitations as a being and reluctantly accept the fact that we are mere slaves of death. But.... The almighty promises untainted bliss to those who walk passed the veil of death, for the splendors of spirit comes with unbounded and unstinting joy. No beauty can overcome this beauty of immortality. No pain can conquer this sacred raw energy evolved from nothingness and expanding to infinity. In the end, the gracious never-ending expanse beckons the spirit to reincarnate for another wonderful journey in another place and time.