Okay, no cute stuff, let’s just get right to it—matter (us and everyTHING around us) can’t seem to get over its time handicap (we’re here and then we’re not here). This is a problem that peoples all over the world struggle, have struggled and will continue to struggle with. We could create a pill that adds forty years to our life expectancy, but we still wouldn’t be satisfied because forty years isn’t forever. As long as there is an inevitable end, no matter how far away it may be, the fear of death will remain. This fear and our uncertainty about what follows our last breath dominates our thoughts, art, politics and religions (especially religion, eliminate death and churches become just cool places to go for free concerts). The finiteness of our moment here terrifies us. It’s not fair that we have to die while other people, other creatures and other things continue to exist. Ironically, and mind-twistingly, it is matter (us!) that causes this problem. Without matter there is no perception of time.
Without matter to perceive it space doesn’t exist. In order to imagine a matterless space you must place yourself there. That is the only way to imagine it! And while you sit there, enjoying your ‘only thing in space’ fantasy, your time is passing—your heart is beating, your blood is flowing, your lungs are expanding and contracting. You are living and dying at the same time. This is the fate of all matter. It lives and dies simultaneously. So in a way we are never really born and we never really die because we don’t really exist. Don’t worry, I’ll explain, but the explanation is going to both make sense and be madly confusing. If you’re not a big fan of headaches I suggest you not read any further. Actually, you shouldn’t have any read this far. Sorry.
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