Many monumental insights happening with increasing frequency
I was contemplating on how self-immolation will be for the remainder of my life… and it struck me suddenly and inescapably that I will die one day.
My time being alive is not infinite. It is limited. When I die, that is it, the end – nothing else for all of eternity.
There is simply no way to escape this fact. It is a fact, it will happen.
With seeing the fact… any problem, stress, or issue in life is instantly seen to be only as ‘important’ as it actually is – namely, not at all, whatsoever. How can it be possibly worth stressing over what X person said to me or did, for any amount of time, when one day I will be dead and that will be it for all eternity? It does not matter whatsoever in the grand scheme. And so it is silly to the utmost degree to waste any time being alive whatsoever feeling bad about it, when it is so obviously sensible to be enjoying this limited time of being alive that I have!
It was just so clear, a straight-line calculation, as it were: I will die one day, that will be it for eternity… and therefore it is silly to waste this moment of being alive experiencing it as any way other than enjoying and appreciating being it.
There are more but it is late, that’s all for now!