If you lived well, what is all this groan and
moan about? Why don’t you, like a banqueter fed full of life retire, and rest
in peace forever, you greedy?
But if you lived a miserable life, if all you
once had is now spilt and lost, why do you lament the end of your pains, why would
you like to add more, you fool?
The one who lived gathering blessings develops
greed, a condition of the dopaminic emotional system in which the neurotransmitters
responsible for the movement and search functions of the organism cannot be
turned off. It is curious how such a lack of balance has been favored in
relation to economic matters and discourage in relation to thinking, precisely
the ground where it would find its own limits: the dopamine cause.
The fool who lives a miserable life and still wants
to continue is showing a condition of extreme fear, an unhealthy response to
the enculturation myths of death, the metaphysical morphine provided by
religions which extends checks of immortality wrapped in the uncertainties of a
trial controlled by a long list of (difficult to avoid) superstitions in
relation to family and group.
The manipulation of these matters is the
technology of immortality, a way of life and a profession since the times of
the myths of Osiris. It was the counterpart to the development of a genuine
private sphere of emotion, of self-identity and self-consciousness, i.e. a
narrative of a person in me, in you, which is independent of the economic
personae which we have to perform within our human group. The lyrical citizen
claims his/her immortality as the logical development of a conscious life, for
we feel that what we are is not limited to our particular body or circumstances
(part of the Aeschillus Paradox).
Fear of death is only overcome by a better
understanding of life, and by this I mean an understanding of its processes
through the modern myths of astrobiology, contrasting them with the Ancient
myths, and developing our own understanding. The art of dying on time, neither
becoming a zombie not a priest of senseless early deaths, is an art to be developed
by each one of us. Grow up: nobody can tell you what is your life or your
death, nobody! Think-live by yourself, from this amazing here and now.
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