A friend of a friend died a couple of days ago.
She was young. She had a child.
She went in for a routine procedure. Wisdom teeth extraction. Under anesthesia her heart stopped. She could not be revived.
It is tragic.
Some people ask me, “If you are an atheist, what do you believe happens after you die?” Nothing. The world existed for billions of years without me, and I don’t remember it. When I die, I decompose and become base elements. Building blocks for something else. I don’t believe that there is a soul that survives us. People ask me, “Well, this world is a test. For the next life. Don’t you want eternal life?”
Actually… I’m not sure I want eternal life. To live forever. To what end? Praising? Seems shallow. Although I do admit that wings and flying would be cool.
“God has a plan.” That also seems shallow to me. If I were a god. And I designed the system. It would not include unnecessary death. There would be no “other world.” And no “test world,” where we have to prove ourselves. Seems silly, doesn’t it?
I don’t know what happens when we die. That is humble.
If you were to ask me, this is my opinion. I think that THIS is the life we have. We live once. One time. To try to make a difference. It would be nice to think that there is a magic world that goes on forever. But what count is the NOW. Here is what I think we should do:
If you are religious. Pray. And thank your god for life and health.
If you are not religious. Seek solace. In statistics. In the fact that we should not be here in the first place.
Call you mother.
If you can walk, take the stairs.
Open your eyes and really see the world around you.
Look at the world around you. And ask questions about it. Question everything.
Be kind to those around you.
Go out of your way. To do nice things without expectation of recompense.
Be in awe…for the rest of your life.