In a world where change is the rule, impermanence is imposed as the supreme law. Because nothing is permanent, everything is temporary, everything is transitory. The new will get old. What is alive will die. All the components of which the universe is formed, in an act of scattering, will gradually separate until they are simple again.
The heavy will merge with the heavy. Light with light. The gases and liquids will unite again with their peers. Similar with similar, everything that the world is made of will come together.
As in those myths in which the human is made of earth and clay, each one of us will return to the dust, and each footprint that we leave in the world, as if they were made in the sand will gradually fade away.
Nothing in this life lasts forever, life itself ends, time passes and moments go away, leaving behind simple memories, which little by little will fade to nothing.
This is how the world works, everything goes so as not to return, like the stages that we go through in life and that once closed will no longer return. We can be melancholic before the impermanence and transience of life, we can also suffer because of the attachment to all the things that we cling to, although we can also be optimistic and see how the lack of permanence is what makes the world flow and constantly renew.
Destruction can also mean creation, if we see the space it generates. The old gives space to the new, and the dead to the living, so the world sees its spring bloom. While it may be tough for the old that it goes, it was this same process that gave it room in the first place.
The world is constant change and movement, the moments are numbered and in the cycles of life everything is done so that there is no going back, and until we accept this we will not be in harmony with the universal reality.
We can look at everything that goes away, or everything that comes, because although everything that has a beginning has an end, also everything that ends will be replaced, and the world will be ordered again.
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I often wish we could celebrate death more than we currently do.
It takes a lot of mental maturity to, I don't know whether to celebrate it but to accept death as a natural process that we all go through. I guess religions are one step further in that, it's much easier if you think they are going to heaven or somewhere better.
I agree.