One of our Former Presidents recently died on Friday past, 30 Nov 18. I was working on a couple of articles that had nothing to do with death, yet here I am feeling compelled to write about it because I am much closer to the end than I am to the beginning of my life. As my clock winds down, I would be a fool not to prepare for it.
When I was younger, I wanted to live forever. Life was so beautiful and so exciting and why would I ever want it to end? But our Universe sees things in a very different way. When I look up into the heavens and try to understand what’s up there, I get the feeling that it’s too overwhelming. And it is.
Werner Heisenberg, a famous physicist once said: “Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think.” I first read or heard this many, many years ago and it is still true and probably always will be.
So I don’t want to check out, but my body says that I will have to. It is failing me. It’s breaking down. Living in a body that no longer follows my conscious or unconscious instructions as I want is not so much fun but it’s not so bad that I want to leave. I still very much look forward to each and every morning! A doctor told me recently that the most complex thing in the universe is the human body. My Medical Doctors give me medicines to keep my failing organs working and my Chiropractor keeps my vertebrae properly aligned so the signals my brain sends out will reach the body parts that need instruction on how to function under these changing conditions. Another doctor says I can live to be ninety or ninety-five years of age, but I know that I will not get there if I don’t lose a lot of weight.
I never thought that death had any advantages but now I’m beginning to see them. My brain used to be very flexable. If life’s circumstance brought me to the point that I had to do something to survive but although legal, it was so reprehensible to me that I froze up, I would hire a psychiatrist to help me change my brain so that I could do what I needed to do and afterward I could change it back. I did this at least twice.
Now, at my age, this brain is no longer as flexable as it once was. It seems that I can no longer change it. I wanted to lose weight but my psychiatrists have not been able to help me shape my brain into a tool that I can use to do this. However, when I am gone, I can be replaced with someone younger whose brain can be as flexable as mine once was.
Imaging a whole world full of old people that will never die and who have learned so much, maybe to the point that they could stay in power forever but their brains could never grow, or change into something capable of meeting the new challenges.
Under such circumstances, we would find ourselves being led by people frozen in space and time, much like we are now where we have a President believing that taking us back to the 1930’s era that gave us Joseph Stalin and Adolph Hitler and using their tactics to solve today’s problems is what we need. He has lots of ideas like this. He is blindly fighting for a “Wall” that is an 18th Century solution to a 21st Century problem. The President we just lost, George H.W. Bush, #41, at age ninety-four, did not think this way at all. The curse is that our current President, frozen in space and time as he is, has lots and lots of support.