And then you die

Let’s talk about mortality for a minute since I’ve been thinking about it all morning.  Everyone must be aware that we are only here for a limited period of  time.  That is, ignoring religious beliefs for now of course.  I mean I wouldn’t mind coming back in another form, like a turtle.  Their lives just seem so peaceful.  I also wouldn’t mind going another route-ascending into the atmosphere wearing a comfy robe and sandals.  Heaven kind of sounds like a spa where it doesn’t matter if you lose your locker key.  Nice thoughts.  So let’s ignore those ideas for now.

If you’re reading this, you probably know that I’ve been sick the last couple years. If you don’t know that you must have been out in the woods perfecting your manifesto, because I’ve been whining about it for the past year, you can’t miss it.  So today I was thinking, we can all die at any time, in an instant.  Car accident, the flu, drive by, heart attack, lethal injection-a myriad of fun ways to go.  So why, in your right mind, would you allow yourself to be miserable for even one millisecond?  Shouldn’t we all take every tough situation and say something like, “oh well that’s just a small dent”, after you total your brand new shiny red FRS?  Then just move on and buy another one.    Shouldn’t everyone, all over the world, say to themselves we’re all really the same.  We’re born, we eat pizza, we have sex, maybe do a little shopping.  Then we die.  EVERYONE does that-Americans, Russians, the aborigines on that island (well they probably don’t get pizza-what a bummer), blacks, whites, green Martians, South African’s, gays, straights, not sure’s, North Koreans, evcn lawyers (seriously).  We are all going to die, some sooner, some later.  So what the hell is the point of being racist, homophobic, bombing churches, locking people in dungeons because they speak a different language?

So go home from work tonight, and remember to be happy, drive fast, eat pizza, drink a martini, and have sex (you don’t need a partner).  Don’t go home and be angry, slap your wife, and kick the dog!  Live Well!  Happiness and love is so much more fun than anger and hate.

p.s. This is my sappy public service announcement for the month.  Sorry if I got lost there a few times.  Squirrel!