We all know that we have to die sometime.Then why, when it appears, do we pull back and tremble in fear.
We will go where all things go, where billions have gone before us. It is as frequent, normal and common as eating and defecating. It is nothing special. How is it a surprise?
By fearing death we are embracing slavery, a slavery to life. We will do any and everything to sustains it, honourable or dishonourable.
For life itself is slavery when one lacks the courage to die - Seneca
- Think, are we alive now ? What are we doing with our lives that it so precious? Is the monotony of seeking pleasure, eating, sleeping and sex so entertaining?
Even If we are doing great work of meaning, charity and responsibility we should not forfeit the responsibility of dying honarably without fear.
Our responsible life is never cut short.
You are not abandoning any responsibilities, for there is no set number you have to fulfil. - Seneca
We live in a universe which is billions of years old. On this scale all life is short, be it 20 or 100 years.
The quantity does not matter.
Life is like a play: what matters is not how long the show goes on but how well it is acted. It makes no difference where you stop. Stop wherever you please; just make the
ending a good one.
Notes from Letters on Ethics: To Lucilius (The Complete Works of Lucius Annaeus Seneca)
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