Mortality is What You Make of It
Years and years ago man was only concerned with his survival.
His day to day consisted of clubbing wild beasts and avoiding being eaten. He wasn’t intellectually advanced enough to know the impact he could make on this world. Man’s purpose was simply to be for as long as he could. It was with evolution and developing societies that we become aware of our own mortality. And with this mortality came an unjust fear of the unknown.
What was to come upon our deaths, and with that, what stamp could we make for ourself while our short existence ran its course?
If even today we settled into survival alone (as many still do), the simplicity of our lives would most likely bring us happiness we’d only dreamed of. It is our obsessions with “perfection” and “success” that takes away from our human experience. These ideas of what we should be hang over our heads like unreachable meat to a starving animal. We are plagued by them and we will die wishing to obtain them.
It is our awareness of our impending demise that leads us to wish for a remarkable life. Shouldn’t knowing that we have this great opportunity be enough to appreciate it?
Doesn’t that alone make it remarkable?
We live in a time when we could (literally) be whomever and whatever we choose to be because our society has become so wonderful that we can become prosperous doing things we love. Our basic needs can be supplied with much less work and more efficiency than our ancestors could have ever known. Yet, still we squander resources and whine about circumstance.
Knowing the limitation time brings us shouldn’t create fears of mediocrity and failure, it should further illustrate the gift of life. To exist and know of it is our most valued treasure.
Evolution was a such a thoughtful present. It gave humans mortality. Perhaps it is best we honor every moment of it.
psst – Have you stimulated someone else today?
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May 29th, 2008 at 9:17 amWill do.
May 29th, 2008 at 9:44 amInteresting thought. If we were immortal, would life become meaningless? It’s like we have a deadline… deadlines do make me more productive.
Thanks!
May 30th, 2008 at 12:26 pmVered -
You bring up an interesting point.
Something tells me if we were immortal we’d worry less and just get on with the enjoying part.
(And isn’t there evidence that deadlines make people more productive?)
June 2nd, 2008 at 6:36 pm