The dignity of living

Life is a mystery that we must solve with our hands tied at the back, and blindfolded, without sound. We must figure out life from the moment we are born from our own eyes and the eyes of our parents.

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There will be no good old days that we like to reminisce about. Those days, are gone, forever. They will not come back, and we need to get over them. Yes, recognize that they happened; appreciate the lessons learned from them, and then look ahead, because that's where we are headed. A life lived in order to bring back the good old days is delusional. A government that brings out policies of the good old days will fail; coal jobs are gone from America (at least the vast majority); manufacturing of cars is cheaper in Mexico than in the United States. No amount of pouting will change these things.

Things will get worse until we die. We start dying the moment we are conceived. Our days are numbered, literally, and begin to count down, until finally our bodies give way to injury and disease. So, whatever has happened to you will definitely get worse. If death is the worst that could happen, then everything else is a preparation for it. Before then, let's live a life worth living.

Things will get better until we die. Death is both a tragedy and a release from our mortal coils. It sets us free from the bodily restrictions, into something else we don't fully understand. Because we feel the emptiness inside of us, we know death will satisfy something missing. Some take this as going to heaven, or to some sort of paradise, or into nothingness where our cares and worries are nothing. Whatever it is, we know it can only get better.

Life and existence continue to be mysteries to us. Pain and pleasure make up life, two sides of a single coin. Whatever we do, let's take things as they are, and then once we fully appreciate them, perhaps we will be able to change that which we want.

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