Just like what Marie said in her book, "After writing this book, I have no less questions about death", when I suddenly "awakened" to death one day, I began to feel fear and forced to go. Looking for a reason to fool myself even temporarily, I read relevant books and relevant movies, but my doubts were not lessened because of this. Of course, unlike in the movie, I don't believe in the world of hereafter, I believe in existentialism, we come to this world as a random event, and leave is still the same, all disillusionment and meaninglessness Feelings can only be like that. My intellect believes this, but my intellect is also constantly driving me to seek to remove the impossible fear and emptiness that arises from believing in this theory.
People say time solves all problems, and I take the same approach to the acceptance of death. I allow myself to face this problem without escaping. I keep presenting things related to the subject in front of my eyes so that I get tired and used to it. I feel that I gradually feel better. It's just that this huge fear didn't give me a strong drive to "seize the day!" I think it was because of the sense of meaninglessness that came with it. So I'm still "wasting" the time that would have been wasted before I "wake up", doing the same things I did before I "wake up".
But this movie is like an old grandpa came to me, patted my head, slowly sat on the rocking chair, and looked into the distance. His presence itself is a comfort to me because he knows what I'm thinking, he understands, go see his other films and you'll know. This time, he spoke up. He took the initiative to bring up the matter of death, and he told me that besides me, there are many people who are in contact with death and think about this issue every day. There are scientific studies on the afterlife world, some people can connect with that world, and some people feel the influence of that world on them. They are all with me, facing this fear and sadness head on. Moreover, they also faced the incomprehension of the people around them, and they were also troubled by this problem in their hearts, and they also lived alone. He let me see them.
Then, he stopped, smiled at me, and said, "Look again..." Along the direction of his fingers, I saw that tender scene: even in the world, these are for the same People suffering from problems meet. At that moment, they recognized each other.
Although I still don't believe the stories my grandfather told, and I don't agree with his understanding of the afterlife world, it didn't affect the warmth I got because of it. The romantic ending of the story gave me a strength like they gave each other.
I took this little cane that my grandfather gave me and continued on the road, on this journey with no end and no idea when it will end.
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