Journal 31: Comparing Poems

Dammit man, stupid home internet connection. THis is the second time im doing this journal.
So i was talking about how two event on different person could casue great differences. Thats say someone from the streets die, you might not feel as much sorrow as the man from the street's loved ones. It works the same way for Henry's poems. Henry talks about the situation of his wife beng dead and the man on the beach. The man can be just somee random guy walking by, he dont feeel as much thing as other people might do. However, the one that died is Henry's wife and from the description of Mr.mccool gave us, it might be that Henry caused his wife's death himself. In that case, it would cause Henry to feel even deeper griefs than someone killing her or she deid herself.
My attitude toward death is quite curious.Death is not a color of black for me, it is a purple instead. Purple had this dark feeling toward it with the red inside. It also mixes the airy and lighty blue inside to mix with the red. This mix of color and feeling is just what i feel for death, mysterious. Im curious to what lies after the process of my heart stopping and brain stops. Is there really the soul in one's body? you never know. If a soul is true, then all that wild imagination and fantasy that i have read about where one dies and reincarnate into a ghost and dwell the world could be true! You might become some special ghost and relive this world. You might go on a supreme journey to the heavenly paradise for endless pleasure and good life. The realm after death is unpredictable, death shouldn't be view as something simply as a cycle or tragic thing.