The Death Of The World

In the consuming darkness her body began to float upwards. Her mouth was open, letting in small discreet amounts of air, trying to buy as much time as she could before she ran out. Her fragile body was suspended in an awkward posture with her torso jutted forward and her limbs moving like a clockwork doll. Amongst the relentless whipping of the undulating waves she could hear her sister’s scream. She felt herself rise upwards as she continued to flail. She had to survive. She had to somehow reach the surface of the water and survive. She didn’t want to die. Not now. She was running out of air, no longer able to fight the urge to breathe. She looked up to see the sunlight, but she saw none. Then it dawned on her. She wouldn’t make it. She let

“The Great Dying” was the largest mass extinction ever recorder in the Earth’s history. It was the death of approximately 90% of all living species, such as, the trilobites, sea scorpions, and coral dating back to 254 million years ago (Randall). It is suspected that the eruption of many volcanoes in the Siberian Traps was the fallout of these species because the eruption killed off almost all plant life, leaving nothing for the animals alive. However, researchers have found new evidence to suggest that acid rain was the cause for this destruction (Randall).

In The Death of the last Black Man in the Entire World, Suzan-Lori Parks gives thought-provoking insight into how different cultures reconcile with death and dying. While it is evident that every culture deals with the unperceived elements of death, I am certain that the process they go through do not mirror each other. In the play, I noticed that Parks does not just focus on death and dying, but the actual manner in which the African American community processes the reality of death itself. The way in which Parks examines every aspect of death leads me to believe that she was not referencing the physicality of death; her analysis is not limited to just one individual, it transcends way beyond a single person. She also focuses on the methods that the African American culture employs to subsist with the reality of death,

The quote” It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience”,was noted to be spoken by Julius Caesar.“ Disease can destroy the body, but pain can destroy the soul”, Professor of theology Edwin Lisson of St. Louis University, once said.

"I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is, And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud..."

The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude.

The destruction of the Earth’s environment is known by almost every human alive. Our planet is time and again being attacked by the dominant human race. People treat the earth as if it does not have a role in our survival as a species. This assault on the environment has been going on for centuries and has brought about consequences that many of us cannot even fathom. If the world is anything like the environment depicted in the novel He, She, and It, the world we know today will be seen as a haven. The environment in the novel as horrible as it may be, is not far from reality. Deterioration of the earth’s environment, population growth, depletion of our resources and world poverty are all issues that point to the future shown in He, She and It. The possibility that we could annihilate ourselves has never been more real. However, our species is one of the most adaptable creatures on Earth, and with our developing technology we might just be able to salvage the world we have left.

*I'm up to my chest now. My hair starts to dampen, and the water turns red around me. Life was short. Might as well make it even shorter. It's not like anybody cares anyways. So I walk into the lake even further. So that it's up to my neck. I plunge the knife into my arm, and it gushes blood. I dive into the water. Holding my breath, and losing blood, I start to drift. Into nothingness. Into death. I see the blurry image of someone diving in the water, bit then everything goes black.*

Immediately upon entering into the water, something seemed to reach up and ensnare her ankle within its grips. Blinded by the dark green river water, she couldn’t tell what it was. A rock, a branch? The strong current prevented her from using her hands to assist the escape. The continuous denial of her self-rescue attempts allowed many seconds to pass. Her hand began to stiffen from the impeding frigidity that had started penetrating. This forced the question, if she was going to die there? The forty degree water numbed the fear. which formed it into a sort of satisfaction. The adrenaline could no longer warn off the bitter constraints. The entrapment continued to grapple on. She continued to twitch her leg in attempts to get her ankle free, exhausting the air supply. Her disorientation elevated the longer she stayed submerged. The consciousness seemed to waver as time went on. Time seemed to slow down until it stopped, frozen in its

I feel like I'm stuck in the middle of an ocean trying to reach the shore except I can't swim and every time I get to treading above water a wave comes and knocks me back under and I can't breathe yet again so I fight. I fight so damn hard but the harder I fight the more exhausted I become and I give up. I welcome death. I wait for the waves to carry me to a peaceful grave. To save me from this battle I am losing. But the worst part is this whole time I've been surrounded by people swimming. All of them telling me I'm just being lazy and maybe if I just tried harder I could swim. No one gives me their hand to pull me above the water. No one tosses me a life raft. Everyone just yells for me to swim but I don't know

Thank you for your response. I agree with you that in order to truly heed to the Bible, Christians have numerous responsibilities to maintain. Integrating Christianity into communities allows for them to uphold important principles such as the ones that you have listed. One of the most important is the sustainability for future generations. As the world ages and resources continue to be utilized, it is essential that as a global community people come together in order to further the livelihood for ages to come. Not only should we be generous to future generations, but also to the world that we live in now. In everything I did, I showed you that by this kind of hard work we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus

Christian morality is centered on assessing the ethical implications of us as people. Who we ought and be, and what actions we ought to take or avoid based on an understanding of the scripture and relevant human experiences. I do not subscribe to the divine command theory (DCT) of ethics, as I believe you can have ethics without God. The DCT proposes that what is morally right is what God has commanded (for example, love thy neighbor), and what is forbidden by God is morally wrong (i.e. murder), yet there are many who agree that murder is wrong without reading the bible to recognize this. As such, I argue that the churches moral teachings are of

I headed out to the water after setting up my towel. The shock of the frigid water took my breath away and I was momentarily stunned. However, I quickly recovered; finding my body adjusts rapidly to the cold water. I waded a few feet into it before leaning forward and swimming out. I didn't dare to go too far though, instead turning to swim parallel to the shore. I was comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the waves represses all of my worries. I looked into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. Just when I was starting to get tired and wanted to go back to the shore, I saw something.

The waves became higher and stronger. They started to pull my small body further and further in the sea away from the shoreline. They were not that peaceful as I thought. The beastly waves were endless; they were hitting my face and my little body from everywhere. I had my heart in my mouth. The waves were pulling my small fragile body to the deep-sea world. I was losing the ability to swim, and I started swallowing salty water that burned my throat (turned my throat on fire). I was weak as a kitten. No one could see me. I was struggling for my life. I was screaming and shouting for help but no one could hear me. I was in the middle of the empty. I watched in despair my life fading away from me. I was filled with dread because I was too small to die, and I wanted to see my family again. For a moment, I was convinced that I will not have the opportunity to discover the adventures of life. The sorrowful good-byes of life continued for several minutes before a lifeguard sent from heaven saved me. He put me on his shoulders, and swam all the way back to the shore. It took us few minutes to get there. When I saw my mom I hugged her and I started to bawl like a

Ali strolled in on a colleague, likewise a decent companion that has worked with for as far back as five years his name is Adie, his taking diazepam, a drug used in the treatment of anxiety or muscle spasms. Adie expressed that he had forgotten to carry his own prescribed ones in a hurry to get to work that day, and he could not skip his scheduled time to take the drug. Adie is asking Ali not to say anything to anybody and guarantees it was just a one-time thing, and it could never happen again. Ali believes him and chooses not to educate anybody concerning what simply happened. At that point a month later Ali see him taking another dose of diazepam, putting them in his pocket without checking with anyone and minutes after Ali see him go into the toilet. Recollecting the occurrence that happened the last month before, Ali went in into the toilet not long after he has gone in and a wrapping of diazepam was found. Ali chooses not to let him know he had seen all the happenings.