“Suppose that a god announced that you were going to die tomorrow or the day after. Unless you were a complete coward you wouldn’t kick up a fuss about which day it was — what difference could it make? Now recognize that the difference between years from now and tomorrow is just as small.”
— Marcus Aurelius, Meditations (4.47)
We carry a false belief. Every one of us.
Perhaps it is out of fear.
Or indifference. Or ignorance.
But it is false. And a deception.
We believe death is out there.
Somewhere beyond the horizon.
Perhaps, if closer, waiting for someone else.
But not us.
When the knock comes,
We will stagger in shock.
Studdering: Not now! Not for me!
And all those things we could have done.
Should have done.
Will be left undone.