Instead of painting a picture of humanity as striving for immortality as the old myths often do, why not discuss how it is that even upon reaching the possibility of immortality, we are still pulled back into the lure of mortality?
For mortality holds its own temptation.
For one: the pull of the immediate, the satisfaction of now, of the graspable.
But there is also somehow, an arrogance in our mortality. This is the tempting idea that in our mortality we might progress, improve so much, that we might come within millimeters of attaining immortality.
And so we are constantly pulled back by this blind, stupid hope. Or is it hope? Whatever it is, it is a pull back into a world of Time, of Regulations, a world of Opportunities if you will...but only if one learns to play the game.
For example, have you ever thought that however great the invention of the airplane might be, it also requires us to pattern our lives around it? The set time for departure at the gate, the train you had to catch 2 hours earlier to get to the airport, the hours spent weeks prior searching for good flights and destinations, and the money saved for such frivolities months earliers.
Money spent that one wonders if it could not have been spent more philanthropically.
Time which one no longer spends with the very humanity we should be busy with if we truly believe in the beauty of our own mortality!
Can immortality be reached? And if so, will we let it pass us by as one waiting for the train on the wrong side of the tracks, the real train visible, attainable, and yet SO very out of reach.
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