These are random floating thoughts about grief, mortality and life itself.
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Well, I think my opinion on grief can be summed up in the words of Alan Harrington from The Immortalist when he says,” any philosophy that accepts death must itself be considered dead–its questions meaningless, its constellations worn out.”
I agree with him.
I don’t think there’s any way to make peace with death,with mortality and with the human
condition. The fact that we can ponder the infinite cosmos, yet we’re ultimately food for worms I find heart-wrenching,paralyzing and sad beyond all limits. The idea that everything and everyone you love is going to be taken away from you is
unacceptable to me.
I think it’s just unacceptable being okay with those terms imposed upon us by the Universe.
If the Cosmos is comfortable with entropy, that’s one thing.
It doesn’t mean I have to be comfortable with entropy.
In fact, I’m a member of the Kingdom of Life.
And Life is anti-entropic.
Life moves towards greater complexity and organisation.
As Kurzweil says,”more knowledge,more science,more,more,more sprouting possibilities.”
And some people say that Death is an evolutionary design meant to get rid of the old in order
to make room for the new.
That may have been a stepping stone, a necessary rehearsal, a way of spreading the diversity of
Sex and Death–genes mixed together creates something new,kill off the old shells.
But what if we’re able to create new rules ?
What if we master biotechnology ?
We create software that writes its own hardware.
We start to change the rules of life.
We start creating that diversity.
We start to be the sort of mind at work here.
It would be intelligent design at last.
But the point being, death would no longer be necessary;
and we could create a world without loss and without those encounters with grief which
may sound like a manic fantasy of sorts.
But I think that’s what mankind has always done through his art, his articulate desire to be
external, to be infinite.
Even Miguel De UNanummo wrote,” nothing is real that is not eternal.”
That’s why we write poetry and we build cathedrals that try to create transcendence as a
That’s why we eternalize beautiful moments, and make gorgeous statues, and write amazing songs.
We love to eternalize ourselves.
We want to say, as Alan de Bottob said,” We want to carve our names; we want to say, I was
here, I exist.”
I felt something and I matter.