Life's a bitch, isn't it? A few years ago, our eyes were glued to the news as we watched footage of the World Trade Centre crashing down. Although horrified, we couldn't turn away. Threats of terrorism terrified us - to the point where a lot of us didn't want to travel. Bush's war on terrorism followed, as well as news of terrorists kidnapping foreign workers in Iraq. The beheadings of these workers became the 'talk of the town'.
2004 was a bad year for me. It was a year that begun and ended with a series of unfortunate events - car accidents, health problems, near-death experiences. So, when I went on a holiday overseas, I pretty much expected it to flow smoothly, with no worries or tragedies. Well, as they say, it's free to dream. As soon as we got to the Philippines, news of a devastating typhoon that traumatised the Quezon and Aurora provinces hit us; followed by the death, wake and funeral of popular actor and ex-Presidential candidate Fernando Poe Jr. During the Christmas season, we were struck by the Kristina Casimira ("KC") de Venecia tragedy. The sixteen-year-old was trapped inside her home when their Christmas lights caught fire. Thinking that she was out, KC's family and household staff rushed out of the house. It wasn't until she called her sister and screamed for help did they realised that she was still inside. But alas, it was too late. The firemen could not break through the iron grills and bullet-proof windows of her home and she perished. She was found dead four hours later, her body partially burned, lying face down in the bathtub of her brother's bathroom and wrapped in a wet blanket. Authorities say that she died slowly, from suffocation.
But perhaps the most hellish event of the year was the Indian Ocean tsunami that hit Indonesia, Thailand, Bangladesh, India, Sri Lanka, the Maldives, Malaysia, Myanmar, Seychelles and Africa (Kenya and Somalia). As of 6:46PM EST (2346 GMT) on January 19, 2005, CNN news reports estimate the total death toll at 212,000. Many speculate that this number will increase, based on the World Health Organization's fear of (a possible) plague due to water contamination caused by a large number of corpses unproperly handled. This global catastrophe was brought a little bit closer to home because of the death of nineteen-year-old Sharleen Tan, who made the headlines as the first Filipino victim who perished in Phuket. The de Venecia and Tan tragedies affected me more than the others because I have friends who knew either KC or Sharleen, or who was barkada (inner circle of friends/close group of friends) with them.
As if the events of the past few years and months haven't been enough already, Exit Mundi advocates state that more is yet to come. They prophecize that certain parts of the world will have to deal with a MEGATSUNAMI of "biblical proportions" and state that "The world is going to end. You don't even have to be a religious fundamentalist to see that's true". The Exit Mundi collect doomsday scenarios like how other people collect rare coins, stickers, bookmarks and figurines.
If Exit Mundi advocates are to be taken seriously, and the world really is going to end, have you ever thought about whether you are ready to die? Whether you'd go to heaven or hell? Whether you've lived your life to the max? The existence of heaven, hell, the after-life or reincarnation is largely a spiritual question. The religion you belong to will determine which one you believe in. However, no matter which one you think really exists, each 'destination' for the dead has certain criteria you must fulfill - whether it's being a good person or believing in a certain entity. I'm not going to be discussing these...You could probably write a thesis on this topic alone. Regardless of that, the real questions here are - have you fulfilled those criterias? Do you know where you're going to go? Are you ready?
The term "Live life to the max" has become a cliche over the years. But what does it really mean? Oftern we see this term as a slogan accompanying advertisements of people jumping off airplanes or bungee jumping with a can of softdrink in their hand. Is that what it really means? Probably not. Another way of saying "Live life to the max" is "Live life to the fullest". I've been taught that a "full live" is a life lived helping other people. Think Mother Teresa if you want. We see people who require our help all the time - from a friend who needs someone to listen, to a beggar on the street, to a child who has been orphaned due to tragic events. If we can touch the life of just one of these people - millions of whom exist all over the world - wouldn't that make such a big difference?
But helping others is just half of the story. Why not look towards yourself too? Are you one of those people who spend each day mucking around, doing nothing? I've been in that same situation myself, and let me tell you - you feel so empty at the end of the day. It's the same if you have no goals or dreams. You feel drained and aimless everyday - you're going nowhere and you don't know what you're doing. It's a horrible feeling! Personally, if I knew that I was about to die, I'd rather have a sense of fulfillment. A feeling of contentment, satisfaction and purpose within myself. A feeling that I've done some things, at least.
Life's a bitch, huh? We see and hear terrifying and horrifying things all the time. Apocalyptic prophecies aside, we don't know exactly when we're going to die and how. It could be fifty years from now, a month from now, tomorrow, tonight or even within the next ten minutes. Who knows? If I were you, I'd start getting prepared. You may not be around for much longer.