Human death is experienced three times.
The first is in the physical sense, where life punctuates with a full stop at this moment, everything halts here, and all of the world becomes irrelevant to you.
The second is in the social sense. When the collections not sorted out before death, or the browsing records on phones and computers are discovered by others, that kind of death occurs, and it doesn't allow a person to rest in peace even in death.
The third is death on a worldly level.
This death happens on the day the universe is destroyed. All matter is dispersed, all energy withers away, and every material that made up the body scatters into the most basic particles at this moment, and after billions and billions of years of oblivion, it is reborn.
The eternity of death makes life appear so fleetingly short, and yet so brilliant in comparison. The vigorous vitality shines dazzlingly in the vast universe, the world's most captivating color.
