Because death, is EXACTLY like that freeze frame that when you’d stepped into those frames, you’d become, frozen as you were, before ran out of your final AND last breaths!
Death is what makes them FOREVER young, think about it, all those singers, actors or actresses, the famous, the not-so-famous, the ordinary that died when they were younger, they were, untouched, by the passing of time, and remembered, or forgotten, as they were, when they’d died…
not my photograph…
Death, is what makes them FOREVER young, and, if you think that you can be like Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, or some OTHER dumb-blonde princesses, in their SEPARATE comatose somewhere, then, you got ANOTHER thing comin’, ‘cuz unless fairies ARE real, which they’re NOT, there’s no way, that you can wake back out of your comas, and restart at the moment that you’d left off, before you fell into your separate comas, as life is continuing, even, when you no longer, participated, actively in it.
But death, is what makes them FOREVER young, as that clock on the wall had, stopped ticking, the very second that they’d died, and that, is how, they would be, remembered, by those who are survived by the dead.
not my photograph…
Life, the Obstacle Course 