Tuesday, 1 April 2025

Endings

A musing on death by Tim Veater.



One gets to certain age when death and its practical implications, becomes a constant back-drop to the mind.

It consists not only of the unachievable paradox of imagining a state of non-existence, of the actual transition of mental and physical close-down, but also the mechanics and practicalities of what happens after.

Who will take care of the estate, if there is one; who will sort and inherit what is left behind; how will the mortal remains be disposed of - burial or burnt; what ceremony if any should accompany the end and where should it be held; what will be the nature of the service, Christian or otherwise; in any event will anyone care to attend or will I be the only attendee; will anyone notice I have gone or miss my presence; what will be the sum total of the contribution I have made to the world or my fellow man?

I am one of those persons who is fascinated by obituaries and grave yards - "The serried ranks of grey, Flecked granite polished stone, Smooth shaped and etched in black, recording names and dates and epitaphs, Of those who didn’t make it through the night" - as I once phrased it in my poem "Resting Place".

Humans are eternally searching for 'meaning and purpose', not least in their own lives, yet we all know in the end, the meaning will disappear with the life and all that will be left is an institution, a building, an inscribed stone, a book, an account or a fading memory.

"The good men do is oft interred with their bones; the evil lives after them." That was a truism that Shakespeare put in the mouth of Mark Antony on the death of Caesar, that has gained a philosophical permanence over the subsequent five hundred or two thousand years, depending how you look on it. Perhaps it should be the motto emblazoned on ever nursery and primary school wall: do you wish to be remembered, if at all, for good or evil?

Sadly however much we may wish the former, the latter may be our fate. We may strive for goodness without much success. Perhaps the only moral obligation on man is to try to do as much good and as little harm as possible.

Of course that begs the question what is 'good' and 'bad', but for the majority it does not require years of study to decide. There is an innate morality in humans, even if it has been deadened or extinguished.

It has been said, "All political careers end in failure", but failure is not limited to them. The best we can hope for is a good life and a good death, meeting it with equanimity and composure.

The Christian belief in the eternal life of the soul may prove a solace but I have my doubts. Christ's death and resurrection was certainly a firmly held belief by his associates and followers at the time, reflecting a factual event that cannot be easily dismissed. It is being celebrated at the moment two millenia on which must say something. It inspired a whole new religion that swept the Middle East and Europe, but it did not stop people dying as they continue to do to this day.

We all live life in death's shadow - of those close to us, of well-known personalities, of ourselves. Even 'Dr Kildare' succumbs eventually as we learned this week, in his case after ninety years lived. We are daily reminded of the thousands of young lives that have been extinguished by inexcusable violence, perpetrated by evil minds, without ever having the opportunity to flower.

If souls live for ever, what an astonishing floral carpet that will be? Can you imagine the untold billions of previous lives, like a plethera of Milky Ways, swirling for ever? Life is a remarkable thing. Death is a remarkable thing too. Are they opposites or actually just a continuum of creation and decline - an eternal, never-ending cycle on which we all find ourselves, evoking an emotional response.

"Alas poor Yorick - I knew him well." Humans so easily forget they are, particularly those raised to positions of power either by birth, election or some other means. Tyrants and their evil ways have always existed. They frequently get their uppance. The mob is notoriously fickle and unforgiving. But even where they are impossible to remove, their lives still end and we hope are followed by a final judgment. The art and role of sarire has not died!


It is said that Roman Emperors were followed by a slave employed to whisper the 'Momento mori' of you "too are mortal, you too shall die". Would that the practice had not lapsed.

Three New Testament verses spring to mind:

Hebrews 9:27  "And just as it is appointed for mortals to die once, and after that the judgment, so Christ, having been offered once to bear the sins of many, will appear a second time, not to deal with sin, but to save those who are eagerly waiting for him"

Hebrews 12:1 Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us.

2 Timothy 4:7-8  I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. From now on there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but to all who crave His appearing.


Voted favourite hymn by followers of BBC Songs of Praise, "How Great Thou Art" is also a favourite of mine. It includes some words I find particularly moving in stanza 3 and 5 that encapsulate the Christian believer's approach to death and what, perchance, lies beyond. It also resonates with me in other respects as well.

It is based upon a Swedish hymn from 1885 by Carl Boberg(1859–1940) entitled "O Store Gud" but the version we are more familiar with (below) is a paraphrase in English with changes by Stuart Wesley Keene Hine (1899 – 1989) 

Hine became a Christian in 1914 when he was fifteen, was greatly influenced by the Baptist preacher Charles Spurgeon, and became a Plymouth Brethren  missionary to Ukraine up to the Stalin induced famine of 1932/3, when millions died. This is termed the 'Holodomor'. 

Hines version of the hymn was published the year I was born (1949) and became almost the signature tune of Billy Graham's evangelistic campaigns of the 1950's, when many were converted or 'saved'. is life to some extent parallels my fathers. It is played here (26:30 in) by Ben Maton.  Feel free to sing along and be touched emotionally too! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmNACalpvlk  

Oh Lord, my GodWhen I, in awesome wonderConsider all the worlds Thy hands have madeI see the stars, I hear the rolling thunderThy power throughout the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou artThen sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou art
And when I think that God, His Son not sparingSent Him to die, I scarce can take it inThat on the cross, my burden gladly bearingHe bled and died to take away my sin
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou artThen sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou art
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamationAnd take me home, what joy shall fill my heartThen I shall bow, in humble adorationAnd then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou artThen sings my soul, my Savior God to TheeHow great Thou art, how great Thou artHow great Thou art, how great Thou art

FOOTNOTE

As far as I can gather over 112,000,000 doses of the covid vaccine have been injected into humans in the UK since 2020 paid for by the UK government. The cost just for purchase and GP fee is around £20.00.

In other words in a cash-strapped NHS, where waiting lists for operations and treatments have never been longer (6 - 8 million people) over TWO BILLION POUNDS has been blown on this dangerous CON TRICK! You really could not make it up!

There is a parallel between the pharmaceutical industry and the arms industry - in fact to many industries. You first have to create the demand for the product that requires either a 'carrot' or a 'stick'. In the case of the former, desire; in the case of the latter fear, or both.

With covid con it was the desire to be safe and free of disease and the fear of contagion and death. In the case of the armaments industry it actual or potential warfare. In both sectors, if it can be pulled off, it is bonanza time for the companies involved.

Both arms and phamaceutical sectors are having a field day - just check the share price and executive pay packets. However as always there is a down-side.

In the case of Covid it is the short-time and long-time health consequences; in the case of weapons the mass killing of people, infrastructure and culture.

In both contexts there are huge costs to government and ultimately the people through tax. Companies and individuals are enriched, whilst nations are made bankrupt.


That is the madness of a system that no one in power is prepared to challenge and so we all suffer its consequences accordingly.


VIRUSES!

4.4.2025:   My answer to the question: "Is this part for the course then, with Covid jabs? I know 'flu ones are annual because the virus mutates."

TTV: "It's all very mysterious. Even virologists disagree. Some even believe there is no such thing as a 'virus'. We know people get 'colds', and if it's severe we call it 'flu', but after that it gets much more opaque. Bacteria have for generations - since the mid-Victorian period really - been seen under the microscope. As they proliferated and the method with different stains developed, they were categorised and given names - 'coliform' for the rod-shaped ones and 'cocci' for the round ones, 'gram positive' and 'negative' depending on their reaction to the stain and so on. Because viruses are so much smaller, 'seeing' and identifying them, is much more difficult. In fact it is a bit of a guessing game based not on isolating the 'viruses' themselves, but of using anti-bodies to suggest their presence, rather like using shadows to detect humans! One of the methods employed is the much maligned 'PCR Test' which was used to prove infection with Covid but has been largely discredited, suggesting all the statistics on which the policy was based were bogus. Turns out a positive result is not so much reliant on infection as much as how many times you refine the test. If you do it enough you are sure to find DNA or RNA fragments whether it is associated with identifiable symptoms or not. A 'positive' becomes a factor not of disease but of how many times you run the test! In other words a nonsense. It is why thoughout 'Covid', people who were ill were proving negative in the test and perfectly healthy people proved positive. Also it is worth noting despite innumerable studies, no one has proved covid infectivity, person to person. Now to return to your query regarding 'mutation', it begs a question: how if viruses mutate within the call - they apparently have no life outside it - can a vaccine be developed to prime the immune system to recognise it? That is a fundamental problem that has not been answered. The mRNA vaccine is a little understood process of cell manipulation, instructing body cells to replicate a spike protein which in theory the immune system can recognise and fight. Unfortunately it has been proved to generate T cell activity which changes the cell chemistry and function causing bizarre effects such as uncontrolled cell replication (which we label 'cancer') and proliferation of collagen-type material in the veinous and arterial system that leads to stroke and heart attack. It appears that the code of the mRNA material has genetically engineered at least four protein 'spikes' that actually enable access into the cell, with disease homology. Histologically the protein has been shown to reside in heart tissue, creating the symptoms of endo and myocarditis, respectively the lining of the heart chambers and its surrounding muscle. All the the epidemiological indicators back these cellular level problems, which is why I have consistently tried to warn people against taking the injections." Regards, Tim.

5.4.2025: Anonymous QUESTION: "Hope you don't suffer after effects of the booster jab ,my friend had one and she was feeling really ill, she's on her own and got frightened in middle of night so rang her daughter, - it was the first time she'd had any effects, - do you think the drug is changed every time so the ' powers that be' can monitor reactions?
I did have slight reactions - heavy arm quite normal - and a bit headaches. But never before jab did I have heart problems, and a few other niggles. I had 5 and decided no more last September. Martin had a flu jab and was quite poorly and didn't eat for 3 days. And that made me decide not to haveflu one. First time since I was able. I'll take my chances."

Are you sure it wasn't just salin solution? https://my.clevelandclinic.org/.../treatm.../saline-solution
 The fact of the matter is that people allow stuff to be injected into them without having aclue what is in it or what it does to them. It is akin to what some believe in 'transubstantiation'. In other words a belief in miracles. 

Sorry to hear. Sadly people have been conned by a mass propaganda programme and big pharma. I have tried my best to warn people of the adverse health consequences of which there is a huge amount of clinical, post mortem and epidemiological evidence, but I have been largely ignored. People stick firmly to their views until personal experience persuades them otherwise. Sadly by then it is really too late. The problem is vaccine batches have been shown to vary in their effect. Whether this is by accident or design is unknown but it does complicate things. The other proved scientific finding is that the more shots or 'boosters' you take, the more likely are the adverse effects. In the interests of the public heath I shall keep banging away until the message finally gets through. "Stop taking these mRNA experimental gene altering vaccines!"

12.4.2025: Ref. your mention of the RSPB it reminds me of my Uncle Reg who lived in Whitchurch at the Gilda which was then on the very southern edge of built-up Bristol. He was married to my mum's sister Alice and they had no children. He had worked as a gardener in the big house the other side of the Wells Road but then became a miner, which was better remunerated I suppose. He paid for it later on with obstructive lung disease (Pneumoconiosis') as so many did. But probably not unconnected, he was a great bird fancier and bred Budgerigars in a large cage in the back garden. I was fascinated by all their differently coloured plumage. When in about 1962 they moved into our old house in Pensford, he build new cages and the birds came with him. What happened to them all when he got ill I do not know. My last memory of him was sitting on the sofa with a breathing mask, looking very ill. Strange how details get clouded with time. I didn't attend his funeral and I'm now not sure when or where it took place. Was it in Pensford or elsewhere? I remember him as a jovial collier who always squeezed my knee if I sat next to him, so of course I avoided it if I could. He is now just a memory - but a good one, part of the panoply of characters that affected one's early years and leaving their mark.




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