life story spinsmy vanishing headWhy this carousel now?when I can't change a thingReflections withoutaction recourse Six Sentence Stories
Death
Preparing for the End
I often talk about this subject in my financial literacy sessions. What does one need to do from a financial angle to prepare for the ultimate truth – your exit from the world? I give below a few pointers and questions. Study the succession laws in your country in detail. Write a will. It can … Continue reading Preparing for the End
She died yesterday
She died yesterday. The priest chants mantras irrelevant to the essence of her life. She stood for freedom and path-breaking ideas. Rituals are about beating a trodden path with sticks shaped out of a murdered tree. Those who pray for the soul to rest in peace know not that she exists beyond their reach - … Continue reading She died yesterday
At the stroke of midnight
Wake up and move on … plan your day well …for nothing will change at the stroke of midnight The sun will rise, chirping birds declare a new day … a cluster of souls around you … will you know if they are the same ones … from heaven or hell Will that really matter, … Continue reading At the stroke of midnight
Die Empty
Do I want to write a bookbefore I go away?for that bookwill die inside me…but who cares reallyfor what I have to say? It’s the map ofmy brain synapsesof what was framedin those spacesbefore responseafter stimulus-somewhere in betweenincoherenceand actionto make sense of lifeit just had to be done I know nowthere’s no going backto reframe … Continue reading Die Empty
Finale
The chamber is dark, but she can sense blood trickling towards the door. Her entire life is being streamed live by some unknown source … and yes, she discovers truths she had missed, or rather chosen to deny. She wants to make accusations, seek explanations or correct certain perspectives, including her own. But the grip … Continue reading Finale
Life after Death
How does it feel like to see light at the end of the tunnel? It was there all along, but I was focussed on darkness in the tunnel and claustrophobia. I even forgot to explore depths of darkness and discover hidden secrets there. Limited me! absolute darknessblinded by infinity-Regain your powerSee your soul merged with … Continue reading Life after Death
Last moments
hands clutching on to a spent life slipping away like sand each particle -a story with forward and backward links hands fearful of the unknown assume the past is a safe place but not the soul flying away -leaving a broken shell in search of new shelters wholesome and whole https://helenevaillant.com/2019/06/11/what-do-you-see-june-11-2019/
Unburdened
I take pride in -emptiness that dwells here bonds, unfulfilled dreams disembarked on shores –to sail unburdened - liberated from asphyxiating memory https://scvincent.com/2019/04/25/thursday-photo-prompt-shade-writephoto/
Reena Saxena 