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Death Dessert theory.

Hello... Readers( which apparently are not many). I have come up with a new theory.
I havent thought of a name yet. Maybe i will just tell you the name at the end after explaining to you what it is. On second thought i have named it... "Death Dessert".
Cool huh?
Explanation.
Well, most things that are rare, are expensive. And most things that are expensive are most valuable to us. So rare things are valuable. And most people save the sweetest bite for the end. In other words, most people like their dessert at the end of the meal. Taking these two points under consideration, think about death.
Death is rare. It only occurs once in everyone's life. And it comes at the end. After everything. It is the sweetest bite. The dessert of life. Maybe death isnt a bad thing afterall. Maybe death is a bite of sweet dessert after all the sour battering given to you by your whole life. Maybe death is the eternal goal. Who knows? Maybe the dead people cant come back or maybe they dont want to. Because its just fun afterlife.
But again its just a thought in a wanderer's head. I often hear people saying " Life is a question that there is no answer to." But i want to add to it, "So is Death".

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  1. A beautiful theory. Every line was like an arrow shot just to pierce the reader's heart. I think, its a delibrate attempt by the writer to highlight the fact that death should not be feared, rather, it should be despirately waitef and embraced like an old friend when it arrives.

    Great work.

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  3. I might just agree with you.. But... I would like to consider DEATH as the bitter fly you ate along with your dessert which ruined you entire mood(life)......
    By the way....
    Hope you are doing well.

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