The Dying Club

I thought I would set up a dying club, but then it has been around long before I ever thought about it.  The great thing is is that we are all members with a time limited membership.  I don't think formalising the membership is necessary.

Some of us, unfortunately, have our membership terminated way too early with all of the attendant grief and sorrow that that entails.  I admit that I am afraid of the day that I have to cut my membership card in two and hand it back.  During my time so far in the club I have been quite lucky, firstly I am still a member at the age of 44!  I often think of those who were in the club before me and wonder where they are now, I dream often of family members but it is always surreal.  I have a special VIP membership that includes all the good people I have had the good fortune to know.  I have been touched by their lives and I hope I have touched theirs.

There is no escaping the fact that the Dying Club is the most popular club (by membership terms at least).  Many though would rather not be members at all, there is no choice, yet.  The fee for membership can and does vary.  It is not monetary, well not really.  It is quite an individual cost and can be quantified in terms of emotion, experience, misfortune.  You can profit quite easily too, in terms of happiness, fulfilment and pleasure.  You can lose in terms of sadness, sense of loss and depression.  All of us gain and lose depending upon what we do during our time limited membership.

The Duration of our membership is, by most measures, rather short.  Many have observed the relative probability of having been given membership of the club at all as being incredibly miniscule, so we are lucky really.

I do wonder that when I leave the Dying Club, what, if any, shall I move on to and for how long?  I am really not that sure, but I feel certain that there is another one, at least one, I hope.

I was not dying to join the club but I was born a member and although I would not say I am dying to leave, I will have to die to leave the club.  It is a paradox of the language to say that I am dying to be happy, I am certainly not happy to be dying but I must accept that it is the rules of the club.

Most people hope that they remain members until they are at least 100 years old but statistics show that the majority will leave before then.

I don't quite know what brought me to write about this, but then I am often inspired by unknown forces and imagination and I feel compelled to write.  I am not mad, well no more than any normal person can be considered mad.  (What is normal, someone who conforms to the norms of society, in which case I am most certainly not normal, some of the time).

To those of my loved ones who may be reading this, don't worry.  I think my membership is due to last for a while longer, I am not yet (to my knowledge) on any fast track scheme.

Do please make the most of your membership by finding the happiness, fulfilment and reward that it can offer and please do not keep that to yourself.  It is so much better to share these things.