They say they can live forever.
I can’t even imagine what life would become if aging was one day cured!
But at the same time, I have never truly understood what is the end of me.
An interesting hypothesis was once shared with me, that despite our ephemeral lives many of us live as immortals.
Some as if they had all the time in the world ahead of them. Investing little in their aspirations or dreams and giving in to laziness, boredom and distractions. Comfortable following others lead, opting for default options and standing up as little as possible out of the crowd.
While others live their live as invincible, hungry for all adventures, with too much curiosity and little concerns for what others think, explorers of life full potential and every hidden corners.
The only question is where do you fit?
So for someone who can’t deal with the end of things, the idea crossed my mind, that for now, I wasn’t asking the right questions and that may be it is time to let go of everything, fears, perceptions and worries and first start living.