Isn't it random? I haven't even met you.
Yet I know the second most beautiful thing about you.
It comes right after the FIRST-MOST beautiful thing about you. But first tell me: What is it you're after?
I mean in general.
Sorry, I know it's a bit of a too-open-question, but I like to see you struggling to explain.
Maybe you'll know the answer by the end of this text.
Let me start off by telling you what's the second-most beautiful thing about you.
Your Death.
No, I'm not talking about the wrinkles in your face as you get older...
or the way you'll die in a car accident...
or the last fleeting gasps from your exhausted lungs in your deathbed.
The ways of the Reaper can be cruel.
You'll be here in one second... And vanish in the next one. Just like a magic trick. Sure, your body might still lay six feet underground for a few years down the line...
But there's one thing from you that will remain forever.
Your last breath will be breathed, but your poems will still be read.
Your last sleep will have truly been the last, but the tree you've planted in the yard will donate cool shades to your grandchildren on a hot summer-day.
Your last kiss will remain the last, but the impact of love has created your children; and their children.
Nothing like you will ever exist again.
But your doings will stay forever and become a building block for others to complete.
Just the same way electricity wasn't created in a day.
It started with the discovery of fire, ores, mining, science, mathematics across the span of thousands of human lives. Each and everyone of them contributing block by block until one day– The lamp spread its own light through the copper wires of an old house in 1900 through the hands of Nikola Tesla; who was fortunate enough to be at the right place after all the past development of your ancestors.
Or shall I say, OUR ancestors.
Contributions will stay forever, waiting patiently, for anyone who's alive to work on them, improve them, use them.
You're alive for just a tiny fraction of the universe.
But anything you create enters the cosmic scheme of change.
"Remember that the only constant in life is change"
- Buddha
Death is the fulfillment of your testament.
Your daily behaviour is a vote for who you are.
Every situation you create.
Every action you take.
Every breath you make.
Your situation today reflects who you've been in the past.
And everything you'll do in your lifetime is simply an act of writing your testament; what will be remembered about you; what will be given to whom; and what still remains.
Death is the Enter Button, publishing your life into the Book of your lifetime, making you total in the memories of those around you.
And total in the things you've left for the next generation to pick up.
But Death is yet not here.
The Thread of your life still runs.
And you have time to continue your testament the way you desire it...
And for that, sometimes it needs a good reminder that your life will end.
I visited India and faced a life-changing situation.
I almost trusted the wrong person.
It was only then that I listened to my gut feeling and left in the last second, nearly escaping death.
I went home crying that night. Crying about what would've happened if my life was violently taken from me.
In tears I opened my Diary and wrote down my biggest regrets if I had died.
- I didn't treat every day as a gift
- I feared too much.
- I didn't express myself enough; I hid my True Self
These are the biggest things I realized that night.
Every time I gave into my fear, the world has lost a new, bold reality.
Every time I treated my days casually, the world lost a sparkling ball of energy.
Every day I didn't tell my true feelings, humanity lost a pure, expressive heart.
Death can be painful. But regret is excruciating.
The last page of my book would've been turned. And the story would be that of a young guy who never lived up to his potential.
After recognizing the pains, suddenly the most beautiful moments of my life flashed in front of me.
- Moments of actions despite fear
- Helping others greatly; Witnessing how I helped someone
- Friendship & the moments of pure smiles
- Spontaneous, unforeseen Moments unfolding in front of me
“A certain darkness is needed to see the stars.”
- Osho
A week later I arrived home and for the first time could consistently work on my business. My sleep schedule improved. The priorities have straightened.
Every moment since then could have been gone.
Yet I'm here. And you too.
I was sitting in a crowd of an indie-movie-maker in a local cinema. She was present and told us about her experience of nearly facing her father's death.
At the end of the movie, I asked her "What's the beautiful side of Death?"
"It's hard to let go of emotional attachments. When you love someone all your life, how can you let go?"
An elderly woman a few seats next to me raised her hand for the microphone.
"In Mexio, the day of Death is very beautiful. The dead are put into beautiful-feminine coffins and we celebrate it. We celebrate their time."
Every coin has two sides. Whether death is beautiful or ugly; it's for us to choose.
Which brings us to the beginning...
"What's the MOST beautiful thing about you?"
The things you do before Death.
Now tell me...
What are you after?
In Love,
Tibor.