The concept of eternity is… Terrifying. I don’t even think a human could handle it.
Some say they dream about downloading their conscience into a machine to make themselves eternal. But if ever that were possible, whatever would live on in that machine would not be them. It would not be human. Just like your social networks are not you. I agree with the point of view of the authors of the movie Transcendance with Johnny Depp. What I decide to put on line, all of these pictures, all of these thoughts, all of these private jokes, and comments, they could never and will never be close to being who I am. My thoughts are only a tiny part of me. I am flesh, and bones, and blood, and hormones. I am a perfectly unique mess of living matter.
And my life is meant to end. And its frailty makes it precious. That doesn’t mean I’m in peace with death. Of course, it scares me. And the death of my loved ones, too. It’s terrible, just to think about it. But it will happen. And I’m at least ok with the idea. « Just not today, god of death » (if anyone has got the reference). Not tomorrow. Not this year.
Terry Pratchett once wrote : « For a god, you should live fully and busily every day of a long life. »
I think the only thing we can really do is focus on the « fully ». And focus on the « busily ». The lengh depends on so many factors. It’s out of our hands. Lengh does not even mean quality. And a very long life can feel very short, if it’s well lived. So, my bottom line is : life ends, time is precious. Let’s try to make the most of it.
Sober Bubbles 