Death is pictured by some as a terror-striking God who rides a monster-buffalo and pounces on you with a noose. No, the noose is your own making. He does not pounce; he gives advance notice of his arrival to take you - notice in the form of intimations like grey hair, falling teeth, failing vision, deafness of hearing, folding of the skin, etc. He does not ride any beast; he is only another name for Time. It is Time that creeps steadily towards you and shears the cord of life. So, utilise the capacity for karma with which you are endowed to liberate yourself from the clutches of Time. The law of karma holds out hope for you; as the karma, so the consequence. Do not bind yourself further by seeking the fruit of karma; offer the karma at the feet of God; let it glorify Him; let it further His splendour. Be unconcerned with success or failure of the endeavour. Then, Death can have no noose to bind you with. Death will come as a liberator, not a jailor.
- Baba -