I have a hard time believing that people actually want to live forever. I find it difficult to believe that this could truly be desired by any sane human being.
Who are these people?— these lunatics, these nuts. What universe do they live in, and how do I get there?
‘Cause from where I’m sitting…
I think I’ll have to pass.
* * *
As is often the case, I think Josh Ritter put it best:
It’s a hungry world out there
Even the wind will take a bite
I can feel the world circling
Sniffing round me in the night
And the lost sheep grow teeth
Forsake the lambs and lie with the lions
Where the living is desperate
Precarious and mean
And getting by is so hard
That even the rocks are picked clean
And the bones of small contention
Are the only food the hungry find
Where the thistles eat the thorns
And the roses have no chance
And it’s no wonder that the babies
Come out crying in advance
And the children look for shelter
In the hollow of some lonesome cheek
* * *
I don’t want to die.
I enjoy living. Most days, at least.
But the thought of being immortal— of truly living forever— is a different thing entirely. I don’t think I could stand it.
And I certainly wouldn’t want to.
*Photo Credit: D. Sharon Pruitt (Creative Commons)[divider]
What do you think?
[highlighted]If you were given the option of truly being immortal, would you actually take it?[/highlighted]