The crown

Just now, on live TV, I watched the crown, Queen’s, placed upon the altar. Rested on purple velvet. Royalty at rest. May she rest in peace. We all sooner or later join her. May we R.I.P. as well.

The end. Most important event in all of life (we’ve got no say as to our lineage).

I wonder if the Queen or today’s King, often think about the luck of the dice. How they just happen to be there, then. Blessed and extremely lucky to the point of, per selected theology, “being chosen”.

The last time I watched similar funeral, was when she herself sat in partitioned booth, utterly alone to say goodbye to her wedded husband Philip.

This time, her turn. Well conducted and watched. Everyone asks for mercy…”we’re but dust….like flowers in the field”…Eternity in one hour.

I too am very aware of my fate, future and fleeting hope of an eternal life. For the lack of a better term. I know “eternal” doesn’t mean chronologically eternal, or our transitory life would last forever. Just “eternal”.

Perhaps it meant we would get to sit at the table, to be present at the party and have some champagne.

Could somebody tell Putin, Xi-ping and lesser dictators i.e. wannabes: “please pause, think a bit about your fleeting lives, then think of others’…” “blessed are the poor…for they shall inherit the Earth”…

Perhaps in her death, Queen E did pull her utmost weight: towing an entourage of world leaders, making them ponder about past and present Kingdoms.

From Egypt to England. And maybe, maybe, they will be a bit more humane, and less cruel towards others under their charge. For a moment there, I am hearing my own calling ” go ye unto the world and be a force of good.” Do No Evil, you hear, Google.

Still searching, both online and offline, for that heart of gold. And I am getting old. Nearing the end. Without a crowing moment. Unlike she. Our Queen.

It would never be the same Britain, same Bond, same BBC with extended reach and enormous influence e.g. guns, God and germs. in world history and “sun-never-set” geography, British Naval prowess not withstanding.

While the pipe music began to fade out and Sky News about to sign off, the crown to be on display as museum piece, I wish your days be fruitful and filled with warmth and kindness towards our fellow men.