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Frank Sterle Jr.'s avatar

I may have posted this here before, but for many people, the greatest gift life offers is that someday, preferably soon, they get to die — however frightening an anticipation/event death itself will likely be due to its total unknown and finality.

When suicide is simply not an option, it basically means there’s little hope of receiving an early reprieve from their literal life sentence.

Ergo, the following lines extracted from a much larger piece:

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I awoke from another very bad dream, yet another horrid reincarnation nightmare

where having blessedly died I’m nonetheless bullied towards rebirth back into human form

despite my pleas I be allowed to rest in permanent peace.

I ask for the blessed purpose of my continuance. I insist upon a practical purpose!

Give me a real purpose, I cry out, and it’s not enough simply to live

nor that it’s a beautiful sunny day with colorful fragrant flowers!

I’m tormented hourly by my desire for emotional, material and creative gain

that ultimately matters naught. My own mind brutalizes me

like it has a sadistic mind of its own.

I must have a progressive reason for this harsh endurance!

Could there be people who immensely suffer yet convince themselves

they sincerely want to live when in fact they don’t want to die,

so great is their fear of Death’s unknown?

No one should ever have to repeat and suffer again a single second of sorrow that passes.

Nay, I will engage and embrace the dying of my blight!

Dory Ingram's avatar

This book sounds fascinating. My book club has just moved from fiction to also considering nonfiction books, and I'm thinking about suggesting this one. Most of the members of the club are decades younger than I...in midlife, while I am well into the second half of my life. I would love to have a serious discussion about life with them, and this will help. That said, I am eager to listen to the podcast next and see what the authors say about making meaning instead of chasing it. I believe that paying attention keeps leading me to discover ways in which I can use my strengths to fill a need out in the world that is important to me. I didn't "design" my life at all. I just allowed myself to be led. And when I wonder how I got where I am, I realize that something powerful must have led me here.

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