|A Consummation Devoutly To Be Wished
||[Mar. 5th, 2007|09:50 am]
I think about death all the time.|
A couple of years back I was mightily struck with the idea of earthly immortality. There was this mad doctor who was going round saying human life could be indefinitely extended and I was thinking, "Wheeee- what fun it'll be- on and on and on and ...."
Now I can't imagine what got into me. Milennium fever perhaps.
Because now I take comfort- great comfort- from the thought that sooner or later this giddy ride is going to stop. It puts things in perspective. Why get all worked up about- I don't know- the idiocy of the human race- when- quite shortly- I'll be stepping from the car and out through the turnstile?
I'm 56- and closer to my end than my beginning. Happy days.