The Business of Life

The Business of Life



"A space in the Garden of Serenity and extras ascend to $17,000 dollars." Holy shit! Does that include a pass to Heaven?…"Nope, but if you pile two bodies in one space, the difference is just $1,000 dollars." I see, sort of like rooming in together…kind of cramped isn’t? " Well there are less expensive spaces, just not in The Garden of Serenity." Would that be like in the depths of purgatory? Thank you very much!

It’s almost comical to work hard just to be buried, six feet underground.
Is the ultimate indignation not having a location to rest in peace?
Is the ultimate indignation having family members haggle about
the cost, and who shoulders these? How distasteful!
One best take care of this first!
Perhaps it is not the ultimate, yet surely it is the final

There is plenty of that upon arrival, as a lactating mother is
Imprisoned in a Kenyan hospital, in squalid conditions
until she pays $60 due them. Or the woman in a similar
situation, who lost her newborn for lack of care and compassion.
And the couple who will stall having children (while they can)
Since the bill would ascend to 30,000, which is scarce.

These situations give one an inkling of what’s in store in life, and how all has a price attached. We are born crying as if refuting such a crude reality. Small, frightened, and vulnerable…what’s to become of us? As we cry and demand a place in this life? The only certainty is the hole in the ground – the final destination.
In the interim, you better enjoy life while you can...



Happy 4Th of July!