To My Son
Forgive me son for not being born
It wasn't my fault to leave you behind
It were the roses,the ones afraid
Forgive me for not had been able to play with you
I don't know if you were born after I passed
Remember always that I still love you
Give a kiss to your mother from me
And don't keep any resentments towards me
It's not good to hate
To Javiar
A
long-lost movie.
Raymond. He was sick in bed for 28 years, wrote poetry, loved the sea, and was a former traveler. Just a former traveler. Twenty-eight years is enough time for him to think about death, and then choose euthanasia. Death, in the eyes of the people around him, is such a trembling thing, it seems to him at most like a multiple-choice question. In that black and white TV, a shrunken body was spread out on the white sheets, telling how a disabled person has tolerated too much pain instead of happiness for 28 years. At least most happiness, not most pain.
Those thin yellow photos tell of his youth. The sea, girls, parties are constantly changing locations. In the hot white summer beach, young lives are enjoying life peacefully.
The appearance of the lawyer Julia. This lawyer, in the name of seeking euthanasia, is rather to find whether a person needs death to get rid of the fear of an upcoming illness.
She carefully faced the man lying on the bed, why did she choose to die? The magnetic sound quality of that tape recorder seemed to recall a period of vibrant youth. He met a beautiful girl, and then she considered the stupid thing of getting married. He said that nothing seemed more important than his indulging in the sea and freedom. He said that he could look out the window and go to the sea in person, like a glider through the thorny forest, and see his love with Julia on the vast beach.
You have entered my relationship, he said.
Those poems are all talents. But none of these are enough reasons to keep him alive. Later, in an interview, he said to the camera that accepting a wheelchair is like accepting breadcrumbs. A normal person has lost the ability to walk, and he arrogantly refuses the care of modern technology. For him, 28 years ago, a jump into the sea should have ended his life, and paralysis made him lose the meaning of life.
The weaker Julia, watching her body slowly being retracted, the phone call to Jima could hear all the fear brought to her by the pain, like a person who always lives on the gallows. A lot of suspicion dragged her more and more into death. When death is only a devil's instigation, rather than a clear choice, it is a complete escape. But when her head lifted up the poison, all fears expanded infinitely at the critical point of life and death.
Raymond finally didn't wait for this love, and the time to face death together. In his opinion, the published collection of poems is not as good as the moment when he shared cigarettes together. This stubborn man, at the end of his life, still needs to arrange a love, and then abandon him again.
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Suicide becomes such a difficult thing. The priest in a wheelchair on the TV had already concluded that such evil thoughts were simply a lack of love before he met Raymond. God gives life, and everyone has no right to choose to commit suicide. Moreover, the meaning of life can be found through love. The Raymond family, when they saw the pastor's conversation, the Manola who had been taking care of her felt that his efforts were vilified. Brother Jones, a simple farmer, has always refused to accept the idea of his brother's death. Later, this man on the bedside of Raymond re-vetoed his brother's thoughts in an irrevocable tone. This man with strong self-esteem left tears: Do you know how I feel when I leave the beach? Stay here all my life, by this damn orchard!
Because of lack of love. In Raymond’s view, he has not even said that he needs to take on some responsibilities. This selfish ghost, he only thinks about the sea and travel, but he didn’t think about it. The whole family that has revolved for him for 28 years is giving love, even More responsibility is to be taken, and it is as if a disability is trapped in this manor. In his last life, his heart was only trembling with the coming love, what he had lost in his youth.
This man, who will never forget the sea in his life, still arrogantly and freely chooses to die between the struggle for rights and obligations.
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