Every year a very important anniversary passes unnoticed. For some of us it's coming sooner, others later, but for each and every one of us it is coming. Cyd Charisse found out hers on June 17th, 2008. Paul Newman celebrated his last Friday, September 26th. Aren't you curious about your death date? When will it be? April 12th? 2043?
Is mine tomorrow?
When I think about the day I will die, I am reminded of how exciting it is to be alive. And how fortunate. I find this quote from "The God Delusion" by Richard Dawkins particularly inspiring:
I picture the relative brevity of life by imagining a laser thin spotlight creeping along a gigantic ruler of time. Everything before or after the spotlight is shrouded in the darkness of the dead past, or the darkness of the unknown future.
We are staggeringly lucky to find ourselves in the spotlight.
However brief our time in the sun, if we waste a second of it, or complain that it is dull or barren of boring, couldn't this be seen as a callous insult to those unborn trillions who will never be offered life in the first place? As many atheists have said better than me, the knowledge that we have only one life should make it all the more precious.
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