What do the Queen, Richard Branson and Angelina Jolie eventually have in common with men-on-the-street?
Death. La mort. 死 亡.
Grim Reaper spares no one. And when it is time, GR will personally invite you to a DoD - Dance of Death.
… after you have been stripped of your corpus, beauty and earthly possessions but hopefully not your soul.
It used to be, during the God-fearing 15th Century, that issues pertaining to Mortality featured prominently in Christian art. Biblical injunctions inspired expressions that saw renditions of Ecclesiasticus 7:40 weaved into poetry, painting, music and architecture.
Vita brevis breviter in brevi finietur,
Mors venit velociter quae neminem veretur,
Omnia mors perimit et nulli miseretur.
Ad mortem festinamus peccare desistamus.
Life is short, and shortly it will end; Death comes quickly and respects no one, Death destroys everything and takes pity on no on. To death we are hastening, let us refrain from sinning.
Sins. Mmmm… those heavenly chocs and divine Champagne…
Now, the same theme has been given a modern spin by a different genre of artists, who work on human canvases, made famous by Miami Ink.
(Note: Momento Mori means Remember you are mortal, Remember you will die)
Botox won’t last even 6 months. Hospital bills will eventually lead your bank account into negative territory. Your investments were heading south and have already arrived at the red sea.
And you are, at 65, still convinced that you, not Hady Mirza, should have been the second Singapore Idol. Well,
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players.
And although the cards that determine your debut on stage are dealt by Lady Luck, they are not immune to the cyclical dealings of the Wheel of Fortune or the Karmic wheel.
So if you’re still living in some prima donna’s shadow, hang in there, your time will come. And if the limelight is shining in this Act, savour the moment while it lasts.
For when Act 3 comes, all you can hope for, is a swift and smooth transition into the Finale where a date with GR on that dancefloor awaits.



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“Grim Reaper spares no one. And when it is time, GR will personally invite you to a DoD – Dance of Death.
… after you have been stripped of your corpus, beauty and earthly possessions but hopefully not your soul.”
MAKE SURE U GOTTA LOT OF SOUL… YEAH BABY! CAUSE IF YOU AIN’T GOT SOUL YOU AIN’T WORTH COLLECTIN.
Hogfather,
You said it, MA FUN SOUL BROTHER!