It’s supposedly the worst thing that could ever happen. We’re programmed to fear and stay away from death as much as possible The idea seems to be the longer you live the more value your life had. It’s like something to brag about. Whenever you hear about someone living well into their 80’s and 90’s it’s always thought of as something great. When you hear about someone who dies at like 40, you feel sorry for that person.
Most people don’t want to die cause they think about all the good things that will or might happen to them in the future. They think about all the experiences and witnessing of great moments for them and the people around them. I told my friend’s wife last time, “I don’t really care if I die.” As expected she thought I was crazy. It sounds suicidal but it’s not. I don’t want to kill myself, I just don’ t think it’s a big deal if I’m alive. Well, I know it’s not a big deal if I live or not. She’s like, “don’t you want to be around for the happy moments in the future?” If I’m dead, I don’t think I will want, think or feel anything. I’ll be dead. As far as I know anyway.
We’re all going to die. You can’t deny this. What difference does it make if you go at 40 rather than 90? It’s only sad for the people who are alive when someone dies unexpectedly or at a young age. We imagine ourselves dead and our ego tells us how sad it would be and how everyone would cry and miss us. We think about how it would suck to miss out on everything and how you would feel like a failure for dying before most people. The ego does not like failure. Your life will not leave the legacy you think it will. You’ll probably be just another John Smith. There’s so many people who have died who have done great things for the world but they’re forgotten for the most part. Ya their names and pictures might be in books but no one is thinking or talking about them very often.
Death is a very rare thing for most of us to witness. How many of us have ever seen anyone actually die in real time right in front of their eyes? We see old people whither away slowly but we never see the gruesome deaths that can occur. In the natural world death was a regular occurrence. People around you would die all the time. Death would be no big deal. I think in that type of world, death was just a side effect from living except you couldn’t really discontinue use if it occurred. Everyday you had to take that pill to live.
I’ve been watching this DVD series from BBC Earth called, “Human Planet.” It’s about all these different groups of people from more primitive like areas that risk their lives everyday just to eat and feed their community. There’s no fearing death where they are. To them there’s no life without possible death.
Our whole mindset is to live as long as possible and the longer we live the more we feel that we succeeded. It really stops us from embracing life. We think about how our decisions today will affect us 30 years from now. That’s not living life to the fullest. We have this fear that if we don’t travel on the side of security we might end up starving, out on the street and dying when we’re older. That just might be true but we weren’t naturally suppose to be able to think that far ahead. We know too much to really try to enjoy life to the fullest. Information is great but at times it can be shitty when we know too much. Thoughts and fears play in our heads.
I don’t think we were meant to strive to live a long and half or full torturous life. We were suppose to give it our all in hopes to push innovation and inspiration. Our safe and informative environment has tamed our wild hearts that present fear instead of ambition. In the beginning we would see everyone face death regularly and we would follow. Today we grow up seeing people live long shitty to mediocre lives and we follow. Our inspiration is to plan out a life to live as long and safe as possible.
When I say that I don’t care if I die, I could just be talking shit. I definitely don’t care as much as before though. It’s kind of sad, I know. Don’t get me wrong, if a cougar pounced on me I’d fight for my life and obviously lose but I wouldn’t just lay there and thank it for mauling me. Maybe that’s it. It’s too easy and nothing to fight for. We need to be faced with death or uncertainty constantly to able to laugh at it. Makes me want to throw myself in the ocean cause right now I’m living a life of fear. I think we’re more scared of the death of our superficial life than anything. The death of our reputation and appearance is more thought of than actual physical death. I don’t think many of us are scared of our physical death cause we have no reason to be but we think about our death to society all the time though. The image that we have to feed and maintain in order to feel like we’re living. The ego that we have to sustain to want to make us keep believing that we’re important. I’m pretty tired now. I’m sure I’ve rambled and might not have made all that much sense at times. Final words. I would rather choose to live than die because death is way too big of a commitment.