Is it okay to die?

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THE OTHER SHOE DROPS

Determinism doesn’t sit well at first;
Its flavor does not quench the thirst,
For then it seems we but do as we must,
But we’ll see a way that in this we trust.

We wish that our posts reflect us today,
Our leanings, for it could be no other way.
To know, let us turn to the random say
To see whatever could make its day.

Shifting to the other neglected foot,
What could make the random take root?
It would have no cause beneath to explain
It events, they becoming of the insane.

We could pretend, imitating air-heads,
Posting nonsense on purpose in the threads,
But that then we meant to do this way,
Noting history, too, so random holds its sway.

There’s less problem of a determined Nature
Than the same in our individual nature,
But sense isn’t made from random direction
That relies on naught beneath its conception.

Would we wish it to be any other way?
Doing any old thing of chance that may?
The random foot walks but here and there,
Not getting anywhere born from nowhere.

The unrooted tree lives magically, unfathomed.
Is not then randomness but a fun phantom?
The opposite of determined is undetermined,
The scarier ghost that’s never-minded.

[austintorn@aol.com]

[Celeste]

I follow an inner call to search out and eliminate desire. I fear to ever have to die with even one desire unfulfilled. My philosophy is if there is a desire there is also a means to fulfill it. For it would be impossible for a mind or soul to conjure up an unfulfillable desire. Desire and the satisfaction thereof not only arise from the same source, the are indeed two halves of the same whole.

With this being said, I perceive a desire to not to want to grow old or to die.

I do not want to grow old. I do not want to die old. So is it okay to die once you feel that you have completed what you were put here for? And in that, how do you know if there isn't something else for you to do? So is it okay to die?