Tuesday, September 20, 2016
H02: Escaping Death
To escape death not to liberate oneself from the chains of mortality. The human condition has endowed us with a general inability to achieve even a calculable fraction of the achievement of all space. Even our own mere existence is a privilege, and it is one that delivers a serious dent to our ability to empathize with a person who does not exist. To speculate the absence of existence is a train of thought that is biased by the position of existence, yet there is no such thing as an unbiased opinion of existence. So, then, why is it that people's perceptions of the afterlife seem to be the move immovable, stationary opinions that have resided in collective consciousness for hundred years. As far as we know, there is no opinion of death from the other side of death. There is no opinion of existence outside the radar of the scaleless radar of existence. There is firsthand observations of death that can be related to those on this side of life. It seems to me that to be grimly concerned for the fate of a life that is still ongoing is as absurd as being concerned for a life that has no reason to exist yet. For most of our existence, we will be what humankind perceives as dead. It's so ridiculously spectacular and ginormous, it is a waste to transform that sense of wonder into a sense of fear and depression.