About death
I have a question about death.
For me now, death seems to be the source of hard work now, when even tomorrow is immeasurable, precisely because it is a destination where we will always end up.
Whereas when I was in elementary school, I always thought I didn't want to die, but when I was in college, I wanted to die but didn't have the courage to die myself, and I didn't want to cause trouble for others.
Also, when I tightened my neck with my hands because I was full of feelings of helplessness, I was very surprised by a slight hematemesis, and after all, I realized that I could not actively choose death from myself.
Even though the way we perceive death has changed, now I feel like I can always sleep peacefully without regrets, even if I die tomorrow or more than 50 years from now.
On the other hand, even though I am in a position to save the lives of people employed in the medical profession, I sometimes feel that I am lying to myself or others somewhere by capturing death in this way.
How do monks perceive death while playing a role in mourning the dead at funerals etc.?
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