Think about it,
A lot more people have died ‘Chasing immortality’ than actually having achieved it.
That’s a fact.
What I mean to say is, a lot of people chase after myths and waterfalls looking for some way-shape-or-form of immortality. Maybe it’s to drink from a Holy Grail, search for the Fountain of youth, Bioengineer cancer cells to achieve immortality, cybernetically upload a carbon copy to the fabled ‘cloud’; whatever the case, a lot of people seek to extend their lives. In their estimations, they’d like to extend it indefinitely.
So what ends up happening is a bunch of people dedicate their whole life to extending life.
And then those fuckers die. Like, obviously.
In some sense, it’s poetic. If they die and so choose to share their results, as a sort of ‘passing the torch’ to the next humans which will probably covet -said results- and obfuscate and obscure the findings because of greed. Because obviously, -humans-. You’d think that you’re advancing the immortality and ‘healthy’ living, but really they’re playing a tug of war between the principalities that govern ‘life’ in this dimension.
Really think about it for a grand ole moment, do you want to live forever if all the time spent in your life was dedicated to trying to live forever?
Do you really want your remembrance of life to be some temporal loop of chasing rabbit after rabbits down rabbit-holes?
You’d be a bot living in a semi-conscious braindead state. You know, “living the dream” as they say.
If all you ever did in life was try to find ways to extend life, did you really even live? Were you too focused on the destination and not paying attention to the journey?
Is that a life worth living?
Constantly searching for ways to extend the search?
You see where I’m going with this?
Let it click for you while the clock goes tick tock
If you have a bucket list, go ahead and make it endless.
If you’re living life right, you’ll never actually ‘finish’ your bucket list.
You’re supposed to ‘want’ and ‘desire’ and ‘do more things’ that will one day exceed your capacity to actually do them, then your legacy children or followers will take up the mantle to carry out your dreams in the hopes that they may one day realize their desires, goals, hopes, and dreams.
The point is, you’re not supposed to finish your bucket list.
That’s just a pro tip on living life. Keep doing shit. The real next level struggle is to do it without being ‘attached’ or whatever. To not be married with expectations and outcomes, results or whatever. Try not to rely too much on pragmatikos, kinda (kindly) go with the flow.
We’re more “Human Doers” than we are “Human Beings” -since we keep constantly doing shit.
Here’s some quotes to digest
In case you didn’t get the point of this shit post,
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” -Oscar Wilde
“Wish not so much to live long as to live well.” – Benjamin Franklin, Mr. 100 dollar bill
“Some people die at 25 and aren’t buried until 75” – Also Benjamin Frankie
“Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.” – Henry Van Dyke
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.” – Marcus Aurelius
The point is,
There are two guarantees (and constants) in life. Those are Death and Taxes.
(You’ll pay taxes even after you’re dead, it’s Grrrrreat! -Even if money doesn’t exist, you’d pay taxes in the form of universal entropy, so you’d lose energy progressively throughout the transgression of both time-space and space-time.)
Everything has an end, even the immortals perish and the sunlight will fade without your a priori belief that the sun will rise. Even the Universe won’t escape it’s subsequent rebirth and reset. Kalpa’s have their beginning and end, even the Gods have their finite existence.
But living, that, is most definitely not guaranteed.
Everyone dies, not everyone truly lives.
“Every man dies. Not every man really lives.” – William Wallace
So, you just gonna be a rolling stone or gather moss? Or you gonna live a little? Do that thing you know you should do because -life- or some other altruistic reason?
Do me a favor kid, go stare at some blades of grass for atleast 5 minutes.
Observe em’ for a lil bit and tell me if your -so proclaimed- ‘existence’ is any different.
Also while I’m at it, this post is a tad existential so I want to also throw in that ‘Enlightenment is a scam‘ just in case you can entertain the strata of thought in this shit post. This shit post is a small carved out piece, just a small side blurb on a typical scam. That scam being a collection of ‘hello’s and ‘goodbye’s we call ‘life’.
A lot of people chase immortality,
And in the end,
We have more people dying than we have truly living.
If one were to compare this shit post with the allegory that people work for ‘retirement’ in lieu of the metaphorical ‘fountain of youth’ then you’ll understand what I’m saying. People constantly seek for a goal that is blocked behind self-imposed restrictions, arbitrary temporal bindings are such a thing. Long are too many people looking for ways to live after retirement, and end up asleep throughout their entire lives as it passes by. (Like that Adam Sandler movie with the remote, lmao.)
“Always thinking the ‘next thing’ will be better, or we’re almost there at the finish line. Instead of living, we end up slaves to a promised future. What an energetic shackle to bear.” – Hahahaha
We live vicariously in our dreams and future hopes, while slaving our corporeal form for an ounce of hope without a pound of momentary cure. Alas we struggle, either living in the future hopes and dreams, or living our pasts, some even running away from said past. Yet we never seem to realize the recollection of the most omnipresent moment, the current one, ‘the now‘.
This isn’t a Doomer post, in-fact, if you feel any inkling of existential dread- Then I got some advice for you. Stop. You don’t have to “feel” anything you don’t want to feel. Feelings are a choice. You don’t have to entertain any feeling, or any thought, that you don’t want.
Stop being marred by (and married-to) thoughts, feelings, and expectations. Those attachments won’t follow you after death; (well, they’re not supposed to anyway. . . )
Live a little,
As always, I’m probably wrong because I’m right in saying that there are -indeed-
No Safe Bets.
*Not Valid Financial, Legal, Life, or Any Advice
“I prefer a short life with width to a narrow one with length.” -Avicenna
Some people live the ‘long and narrow’, you know, taking it slow and steady.
I guess people really like hallways and sidewalks.
Some people perfer the open road, you know, dirt and nothing paved.
Whatever the case, there’s many ways to live life, and it wouldn’t hurt to live a little.