Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Crossing the finish line...

Greetings good citizen. If one thing is in our future, at least for the time being, it is what Stephen King refers to as 'the clearing at the end of the path'.

I say 'for the time being' because mankind (more succinctly, those few that have a reason to want to live forever) is already on the path toward...'defeating death' (by 'natural causes', they can still be killed.)

Left to our imaginations, good citizen, is who will join the self-ordained 'Masters of the Universe' in their trek through immortality?

We 'lesser mortals' are not 'worthy' of the gift [although if I don't miss my guess, the process should also restore the user's 'youthful vitality', meaning common sense will be easily overriden by bad case of 'too horny to care'.]

Then we shall see how, er, 'durable' the social prohibition against taking a life, especially one that has no end, really is?

Full disclosure, good citizen. Spent the morning at the nursing home my mother-in-law has called home for the past decade because the nice people with hospice care figure she won't be with us much longer.

This has put me in a 'reflective' mood. She has truly arrived at a point where escaping her failing body would be merciful indeed. Her Alzheimers has gotten to the point where she's 'sundowning' (dreading nightfall that presages the coming of a new, bewildering day.

Their inability to remember makes each dawn a living nightmare...they don't know where they are or why they're there...and nobody has an answer they want to hear.

Many the writer has become transfixed by the mind's inability to form new memories...but the reality is a much more frightening for far too many people, the vast majority of which will only find release in that 'clearing at the end of the path.'

Mostly because immortality is too precious to put a price tag on. If you aren't one of the chosen few, you won't even know it's an option.

So once again we run head-on into mankind's legendary inhumanity to their fellow man.

In this respect, ignorance is bliss. We don't KNOW that such a treatment even exists so we accept that it's just one of those things you can't do anything about.

Just some sobering thoughts for a gloomy end of April day...

Not that this is anyone's 'cheerful place'.

Thanks for letting me inside your head,

Gegner



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