2-20-12

Sid Vicious’ suicide note 1979

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What if love was all we needed, in the end, you know?

Of all the encounters, and experiences, isn't love the most epic of all?

A three year relationship feels so natural now, I am used to having the comfort of someone who loves me, but if I didn't have the affection of another- so strong like ours is- what would be left?

More importantly, if we are full and whole together, would death be a true end? or just a finale to the exodus of the human experience?

This letter, it is so profound. I can understand the fear, and hopelessness that would cause two lovers to say, "No more. As long as you come with me, let's end this." And how romantic this trust is, the faith that the happiness felt together during life is so perfect that it could be carried on to afterlife.

There are not many things that prove the afterlife for me. I am agnostic, with atheistic tendencies. I feel empty when I ponder a deity that could be controlling my life, and I can't bring myself to believe it. I can't bring myself to believe that our minds could carry on while the energy and life in our bodies has expired. I don't fear death, I think life is too full of spectacle to expect the journey to carry on after death. But, after reading this suicide note, I thought, how could love die? I can understand sadness, memory, thought, personality dying, but that emotion, no. Love could not die, I believe, because it is more than mortal or human. It is the only thing in my life that I have experienced that is so profound.

So maybe, if I will be with Jason in the end, an afterlife sounds plausible. If I don't have just a little faith in that, I might actually begin to fear death.