“This wallpaper is killing me. One of us has to go.”
These are reported as Oscar Wilde’s last words on his deathbed.
Wilde knew the effect of beauty on mind, heart and soul. His words, wit and fashion sense are proofs.
But these words compel us to look behind the wall(paper). What would we like to ‘see’ before closing our eyes? For ever.
Someone’s face? Someone’s voice? Someone’s silence?
Silence within? A presence? A hope of renewal? A promise of release?
A dream to unite with the Beloved? A beautiful dream.
Conscious death takes conscious living. Of a lifetime.