Death.

Death is something that everyone, every living thing will one day experience. Some are taught to fear it, some are taught to accept it, some see it as a gateway to another world, but death will hit us all the same time. It's an unknown that nobody can be prepared for. Life, is the exact opposite of it. A time where someone is alive and can experience anything, a place with feelings, thoughts, expressions, and actions that make use of their life.

Death by AleeXhey and Zeptrus doesn't feel like death. It doesn't feel like the end of a life, on the contrary, it feels like life itself. Death feels like a celebration for what life is, a place of emotions, feelings, everything that makes someone alive. From its 9 minute runtime, it goes through what I would call a life. It starts off slow and slowly builds up, eventually hitting its peak, full of colors and expression, everything is spinning, the world is rotating, its bright and colorful compared to every other part before it. It's a complete contrast to the dark and single colored parts from before, while they became bright at times, they never became as bright as here. It continues growing, and growing, more colors, more spinning, the world gets faster, everything starts to flash...

Until it all cuts to black.

It starts again, the dark, single colors. They're back, a soft piano fills the void as you traverse a slowly pulsing world. All the way to the end. This doesn't seem like life, a world where it starts gloomy, becomes bright and happy, and ends gloomy? That doesn't seem right at all, why would I be happy in the middle of my life?

I think it represents the mind during Death. Death is a horrible thing to happen to anyone, and it will affect everyone around them. I said before that I felt like Death doesn't feel like death, or the end of a life, I think it feels like life itself. I think it represents the celebration of life after a death has happened. Death represents all the memories, it always starts out sad, thinking about what once was and why it suddenly stopped. The memories are still happy, but you can't help but feel like they've all been darkened. However, you can't help but admit that it calms you down. Thinking about past memories with that person, remembering all the happy memories that you took for granted. It calms you in a way, you start to tear up, you wish it could have stayed forever.

But it can't. It never will. Everyone must accept that, and I think that's what Death is about. The acceptance of death during a life. It represents memories, tainted by the present, but slowly building up as you begin to accept what has occurred. The world starts to glow brighter and you remember the world as they were, and you look back with a smile. You still wish it hadn't of happened, some taintedness will always slip through the cracks, but you can live. You can survive. You can live to protect everyone else, and yourself. You can live with Death.

Even if there are times when you think you can't do something, when you feel like everything is hopeless. Remember these memories, remember how they made you feel, and enter a world that you can truly feel alive through. Even through Death.

Eventually these happy memories might fade, you might fight for them, fight for them to stay, but memories won't always stay. There's so many memories to have for such a little space in your mind. Write them down, give them a place to stay for your brain to always have a spot for them. Life might get gloomy after these points, after the happy memories fade, there will be gloom that will overrun you. What will happen to me when death hits? Will I never be able to feel these happy memories again? Can I never look back on this world and help the people I love most at their most vulnerable?

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What if that's what they're doing for you right now?