“Death is a Door…”

“… we all acted alone, we were caught alone, and every one of us will have to die alone. But that doesn’t mean that we are alone.”  (Hans Fallada, 1947)

“Every living creature on earth dies alone.”  (Donnie Darko, 2001)

Donnie Darko and Roberta Sparrow

Donnie Darko and Roberta Sparrow

“Everybody dies alone.”  (Firefly, 2002)

“Son. Everyone dies alone. That’s what it is. It’s a door. It’s one person wide. When you go through it, you do it alone.”  (Dead Beat, 2005)

Are you afraid to die?  It seems like a simple question, but it requires you to be brutally honest with yourself.  What are your beliefs?  Are you religious?  Do you actually believe your religion’s tenants on death and afterlife?  

I suppose it could make a difference to you if you genuinely felt God will be with you when you shuffle off the mortal coil.   But I imagine some people clutch to their ideas of an afterlife specifically to keep at bay the terrors of death.  What happens when we die?  Do we just cease to exist?  I for one can’t conceive of not being aware, not being able to think.  

Have you ever had a serious illness or injury and felt that black stab of panic?  Am I going to die?  Maybe you’ve just been in a significant amount of pain and felt like you would die. (If you’ve ever had a migraine, you might sympathize with the thought of wishing for death, or at the very least, a long narcotic induced oblivion.)  I suffer from anxiety and panic attacks sometimes as well, which can make even a non-life-threatening situation feel exponentially worse. Suddenly, you think that migraine may actually kill you…just give you a stroke or something.

In these moments, that’s when our true feelings about death surface.

I’d like to think if my family was on a plane and it was going down, I’d be okay as long as my last moments were spent with those dearest to me, my husband and child.  But it’s been my experience that when you are in that moment of fear, panicked, you are completely alone.  

Don’t get me wrong.  Not every death is untimely or traumatic.  You may die of old age, going peacefully in your sleep, or surrounded by loved ones, but death is a door and it’s only one person wide.  We all walk through it alone.

The Gypsy Stylings of Inara

I’m not much of a fashionista, and I definitely don’t regularly blog about fashion.

But as I re-watch the Firefly series, that space Western from a decade or so ago, and I can’t help but envy Inara’s costumes.  Morena Baccarin plays Inara, an exotic looking beauty who has contracted a shuttle on the Serenity to carry out her business as a “companion.”  (In the scope of this show, a companion is like an Oiran, or courtesan of sorts.  Although she sells her company and body to men, the position of companion is considered an occupation and carries a certain amount of prestige.

As such, Inara is always lavishly clothed, her skin and make-up fairly flawless.  Likewise, her chambers are draped in rich colored swaths of fabric, candle lit and inviting.  While her outfits range from exotic to Victorian-looking, her look and style can best be described as “Gypsy,*” or belly dancer.  Many of her outfits are midriff bearing and elaborately beaded or otherwise embellished, and whether they are simple or ornate, they are always gorgeous.




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There’s one I’d particularly like to get my hands on, although… I have no idea where I’d wear it.  Especially the head piece and veil.




Of course, it wouldn’t hurt to look like her either. 😉

*(I use the term “Gypsy,” rather than the preferred term, Romani, because I can’t speak for the amount of ethnic authenticity versus stereotype.  Besides, as this series is set in the 26th century, where Earth no longer exists, both terms would be obsolete.)