Accept death as it is;
The inescapable destiny of live beings.

There is no reason
To think strenuously about death.

The man who is permanently thinking about death
Will not find sufficient energy to be proud of living
And thus will live his days melancholically.
Whereas the man who is not worried about death
May seize his days and become happy.

In death we all possess a multitude of similarities.

Our skin turns pallid,
Our eyes turn white, slowly losing their collored eyeballs
Later they end up sunking in.

It's true that when somebody dies
His hair continues to grow, and can maintain its color for a great amount of time.

But truth be told,
Death is the great equalizer;
Whereas in life we're all different,
In the ways we walk, cry or smile,
In a crowd of dead people we're almost completely indistinguishable.