Coming to terms with your own moratality

I enjoy spending some of my time with younger people trying to help them avoid bad decisions. This will add value to their lives as they can skip over mistakes and reach their goals faster. However through experience I have witnessed how some people just have to make mistakes in order to learn.

I really enjoy spending time with older people and quizzing them on what mistakes to avoid.

Truth.

I wish the NSX community was smaller, logistically speaking. I would love to pick some of your brains in person. :)
 
Truth.

I wish the NSX community was smaller, logistically speaking. I would love to pick some of your brains in person. :)

Feel free to pm me anytime. It may take time to get back to you but I will eventually do so. I love interchanging knowledge with people.
 
Here, see if this helps coming to term with mortality.

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What's this? This is just a picture of a father and mother kissing their dying little girl goodbye. If you are wondering why all the medic people are bowing: in less than an hour, two small children in the next room are able to live thanks to the little girl’s kidney and liver.

It's possible to live on in the lives and thoughts of others, well after you've passed on.
 
I think the reason why life seems to speed up as we get older has a lot to do with the mundane things people fill their days with. If an experience is new it seems to last much longer than if it's something we have already done. As we age and have more experiences behind us doing new things happens less often, thus life speeds up. I think the best example of this is driving somewhere you've never been. The drive there seems to take forever but the drive back seems much quicker.

I've read a theory on that somewhere. It's logical. Every unique experience is a reference point, a mile marker... The less unique experiences, the less mile markers, the faster time goes by.
 
here, see if this helps coming to term with mortality.

yw3ib2.jpg


what's this? This is just a picture of a father and mother kissing their dying little girl goodbye. If you are wondering why all the medic people are bowing: In less than an hour, two small children in the next room are able to live thanks to the little girl’s kidney and liver.

It's possible to live on in the lives and thoughts of others, well after you've passed on.

wow!
 
I've thought about this topic alot too. Last year I made a complete carreer change into the funeral/cemetery industry. It's been eye opening to say the least.

On a daily basis I see what families go through once they've lost a loved one either expectedly or very sudden. Very old and very young. I see the highs of honoring a 98 year old grandma and the love and respect she spread through multiple generations to the other end of the spectrum with the dad openly angry at his son and calling him a coward for hanging himself and leaving his family and children behind.

I still become emotional at the services. Not too much at the 98 year old grandma, but the kids and the young mothers really get to me. I think it's mostly due to association. I see myself being in that situation very easily. As others have shared on here previously, this could happen at anytime and in any way. You don't usually get to pick how or when.

People often ask me how I'm able to do this everyday. Don't I get emotional? Yes. Yes I do. And I don't ever want to become numb to it all. If I did, I'd stop caring. If I stopped caring, how useful would I be to a family in their time of need?

I'm sorry for the rambling. I just thought I'd throw in my 2 cents.

By the way, has anyone ever watched the movie My Life with Michael Keaton? Check it out on IMDB. I think it goes along nicely with this topic. Plus it has a great line. "Dying's a really hard way to learn about life."
 
I've thought about this topic alot too. Last year I made a complete carreer change into the funeral/cemetery industry. It's been eye opening to say the least.

On a daily basis I see what families go through once they've lost a loved one either expectedly or very sudden. Very old and very young. I see the highs of honoring a 98 year old grandma and the love and respect she spread through multiple generations to the other end of the spectrum with the dad openly angry at his son and calling him a coward for hanging himself and leaving his family and children behind.

I still become emotional at the services. Not too much at the 98 year old grandma, but the kids and the young mothers really get to me. I think it's mostly due to association. I see myself being in that situation very easily. As others have shared on here previously, this could happen at anytime and in any way. You don't usually get to pick how or when.

People often ask me how I'm able to do this everyday. Don't I get emotional? Yes. Yes I do. And I don't ever want to become numb to it all. If I did, I'd stop caring. If I stopped caring, how useful would I be to a family in their time of need?

I'm sorry for the rambling. I just thought I'd throw in my 2 cents.

By the way, has anyone ever watched the movie My Life with Michael Keaton? Check it out on IMDB. I think it goes along nicely with this topic. Plus it has a great line. "Dying's a really hard way to learn about life."
wow. BIG career change! and one that must have **many** sobering moments in it, that's for sure. good call on my life, another good movie for parents of pre/teens is my life as a house.
 
I think the reason why life seems to speed up as we get older has a lot to do with the mundane things people fill their days with. If an experience is new it seems to last much longer than if it's something we have already done. As we age and have more experiences behind us doing new things happens less often, thus life speeds up. I think the best example of this is driving somewhere you've never been. The drive there seems to take forever but the drive back seems much quicker.

Another possible explanation:

The perception of time is closely related to memory.
When we are young we remember so much detail.
I can remember trivial details of things from my
childhood and teenage years, then fewer details
from when I was in my 20s, 30s, and so on.

The less detail you remember about what happened
in an interval, the shorter the elapsed time seems to be.

This is consistent with how time seems to slow down during
car accidents, where what happens in a second or less seems like
much longer. When an accident is occurring, it gets all your
attention and your mind is noting everything that is going on
in as much detail as possible.

Adult life may be more routine but it's also just that being
young means having more of a facility for learning things.
It's related to how it's easier to learn a language or to play
a musical instrument when you are young.
 
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I would be interested to hear from fellow primers how they cope with moratality. As I get older it feels more real to me. There are more years behind me then ahead. I see a lot of those I know and people that I enjoyed
seeing on TV and film pass away.

I will look for your thoughts.

being dead is just like before you were born. no worries.
 
I would be interested to hear from fellow primers how they cope with moratality. As I get older it feels more real to me. There are more years behind me then ahead. I see a lot of those I know and people that I enjoyed
seeing on TV and film pass away.

I will look for your thoughts.

i was in a plane crash once. it took about 30 seconds to crash. i was a passenger, the plane was totaled. i had no fear as we were falling, and i remember trying to send a telepathic message to everyone i knew saying good bye. so i figure that is what the end will be like.
 
being dead is just like before you were born. no worries.

Not necessarily. Do you remember what it was like being a 1 month old?
All those loud noises and weird languages being spoke? Me either....
Just because you don't remember it doesn't really mean anything.
 
Not necessarily. Do you remember what it was like being a 1 month old?
All those loud noises and weird languages being spoke? Me either....
Just because you don't remember it doesn't really mean anything.

i doubt you will remember being a potential sperm in your father's testicle.
or your grandfather's for that matter. ditto for that egg in your mom's ovary.:smile:
 
Here, see if this helps coming to term with mortality.

Yw3IB2.jpg


What's this? This is just a picture of a father and mother kissing their dying little girl goodbye. If you are wondering why all the medic people are bowing: in less than an hour, two small children in the next room are able to live thanks to the little girl’s kidney and liver.

It's possible to live on in the lives and thoughts of others, well after you've passed on.
I can't begin to imagine how those parents feel. But I can see it in their face. Life is not fair by any means.
 
i doubt you will remember being a potential sperm in your father's testicle.
or your grandfather's for that matter. ditto for that egg in your mom's ovary.:smile:

Not sure if you got the point, or if you're just having fun.
Point is, just because you don't remember it now doesn't mean that you didn't experience it when it happened.
Just because you don't remember an event doesn't mean it didn't happen.
It's a false argument to show that there's nothing before birth or after death.
 
Not sure if you got the point, or if you're just having fun.
Point is, just because you don't remember it now doesn't mean that you didn't experience it when it happened.
Just because you don't remember an event doesn't mean it didn't happen.
It's a false argument to show that there's nothing before birth or after death.

does essence precede existence, or does existence precede essence?
if you believe the latter, then you are an existentialist.
:cool:
 
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