Die and You’ll See
(Muérete y verás)
by Pedro Escamilla
What in this world can be more terrible than doubt? What crueler torment could be invented to slowly destroy humanity?
I don’t know how the multitudes endorse so many facts in spite of the evidence that seems to destroy them.
This is about the testimony of a physician and a priest, of those who in such extreme and solemn circumstances should not—I will say more—cannot lie. This is about destroying an absurdity, a thing implausibly implausible, if you will allow me to use this phrase. This is, finally, about the most momentous event in the history of a mortal.
A man can live without virtue and without shoes, without a cloak in the winter and almost without a shirt.
But to live without life!
In what tolerably organized society do they admit a fact of nature so strange? What philosophical system admits the material existence of a dead person? Because now it’s not a question of the soul, of the spirit; it is no longer about the uncreated part, of the moral entity.
It’s a much more intricate and arduous question…Damn it!
For at the end of the day I can’t find words to express this absurdity.
Read on, and judge.