Death doesn’t faze me and I have no fear of it!

Death is an inevitability of life and we can do nothing about it except live life as it should be!

By Stanley Collymore

 

Ten years old, and on the eve of the beginning of my

secondary education at the 17^th Century established

and prestigious grammar school I was about to

attend my maternal grandmother who I’ve

always had an exceptionally close and

very constructive relationship with

and affectionately referred to as

Mama, sat me down, positively

non-intrusively but highly

commendably and quite

informatively had one

of her welcomingly

inspiring heart

to heart talks

with me.

 

She began by commending me on my personal and

academic successes to date then progressed to

advising me to always be true to myself

and what I genuinely believed in;

never to depart from either of these things under

any circumstance, no matter how persuasively

tempting such an offer might appear to be;

and not to voice opinions without first

properly thinking them out or the

likely consequences of their

direct impact on others.

 

When I saw trouble she warned me I should always

give it a wide berth and determinedly walk away

from it, and should such trouble continue to

stalk me I must with all the resolve at

my command she insisted continue to

walk away from it and never, not

even momentarily, consider

let alone actually engage

myself in anyway by

entertaining it.

 

However, she went on, if those who’re wilfully

involved in troublesomely creating problems

for me which indisputably are inimical to

my general and personal wellbeing or

even my life notwithstanding all I’ve previously

done to avoid them, and what’s more fully

cognisant of those sensible overtures

on my part still persist in their

unwarranted detestation of me that irreversibly

backs me into a corner from which there is no

other escape, then I should unflinchingly

put their lights out and having done

so unapologetically have no

regrets concerning my

actions in that

regard.

 

Her compelling and lucid raison d’être being that

my intractable enemies would as a result be

irretrievably and better off dead, a fate

which they’d asininely and bigotedly

brought upon themselves and

consequently undeserving in those

circumstances of any remorse

from me; and even if my

justifiable actions were to result in my

spending the rest of my life in jail

or even the forfeiture of it on

death row I would still have

the personal satisfaction

of knowing that those

who were involved

were no longer capable

of breathing God’s

wholesome air.

 

It’s a philosophy I grew up with, have

lived with all my life and cheerfully

inserted into it; but vitally too

one without exaggeration

or disingenuousness on

my part that I have

no qualms or any

reservations

at all about

happily

dying

for!

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

25 November 2013.

 

 

Footnote:

I’ve assiduously endeavoured throughout my life to live up to and implement the worthy ideals that from childhood were constructively implanted in my life and would humbly say that I’ve been highly successful in that regard. But I’m also fully cognisant of the darker and more destructive side of human nature which I’ve always essayed and done my utmost best to avoid. Notwithstanding that would I kill if I have to bearing in mind I’ve scrupulously walked away and continuously so from the pernicious dangers gratuitously inflicted by others and which assail me? The answer unhesitatingly to that question is an unequivocal “yes!”