They say death isn’t funny. It isn’t, unless you’re God.

I was talking to Liz the other day and we realized that there hadn’t been a strip yet about Lil K asking God about what lies after death. I found that strange, so we came up with a comic to remedy that situation.

There are some serious questions when it comes to death and dying, all of which seem to stem from the fact that life and consciousness are pretty sweet. They are so sweet, in fact, that we just don’t want to give them up. It’s a scary thing, the thought of losing them, so we wonder about what it means to pass away. Unfortunately, as a student of mythology and art, I haven’t got a lot of answers. Nobody really seems to.

My personal opinion has always been to try to let go of the negative, clingy feelings. I’ve lost family members, I’ve lost friends, but there’s no sense in focusing on the loss part of the equation. Instead, I try to think of all the awesome experiences I had dealing with those individuals. I make it a point to think of all the shitty experiences as well, because it’s not just the good that defines our relationships.

There’s no sense in sugar coating our memories.

It’s tough to take a less grief focused approach to death, especially when it’s the social norm to cry and moan and make other people miserable when you lose someone. I understand those feelings and I really do feel for people that suffer the loss of someone close. It’s not easy to get past that, but would the person you lost really want that for you? I find that hard to believe.

As for me, I hope people have a totally bitchin’ party when I’m gone. Hopefully not celebrating my demise, but rather, celebrating the life I lived.

Though I suppose they could celebrate my demise if I were hit by a flaming bus driven by Sasquatch playing Iron Maiden at maximum volume.

That would be awesome.