thoughts about impermanence and death

on the impermanence of the individuals

how is it that the organized can become disorganized?,
not only a body, but everything that accompanies it,
thoughts, tastes, opinions, consciousness...
they are too many things joined together,
how can that detach itself and collapse?,
how is it that what once was there can be stripped away?,
and return to being empty as when it was embryonic.

the things that have meaning... they lose it,
the flesh rots disgustingly,
it is a humiliating destiny in a certain way,
it does not do justice to all the beauty of a life.

well, maybe it is "beautiful" in a certain way,
but only when it doesnt touch us
nor those we love

on the impermanence of us and everything

it’s surprising, nothing here will survive for eternity.
we will all turn to dust. first me, then the others, my house, my personal belongings...dust.
the plants and animals of today will be gone; maybe their genes will still be wandering around, but different, or they too will be dust on sterile ground.
anyway, the sun will swallow every trace, every shard of a broken cup, it will all be splinters. it’s tremendous, how much this world strives to be impermanent. there seems to be nothing eternal, not even the soul, i think.

 will what once existed leave no echo at all?
no blurred memories in the mind of the universe?

like when we remember childhood events at the burger king that was demolished years ago, with friends whose fate we no longer know...

it would be beautiful if, 50 trillion years from now, like a hallucination, a fleeting vision, an ancient memory...
one could glimpse araucarias from the cretaceous, dragonflies of the carboniferous, an episode of shin chan, a santana concert, the volcanoes that shaped the earth..