Several weeks ago, I came across this wonderful piece of writing called Truth of Immortality, which I have included below:
In the distance the glowing sun sets. It’s light slowly fading over the hills leaving the world in shadow. As the sun sets the sky was tinted red with the blood of men who had died that evening. The earth too was soaked with the blood of the victims of war. That blood would go on to feed the earth and live on carrying the essence of the lives that had been lost. Those men would live on through the leaves of the evergreen forests and onward still with the next generation as the seeds are spread. This is the hidden truth behind the dreams of immortality, for any one man to truly become immortal he must die.