Well, in the abstract, human life is a bit like a novel, sometimes a jewel to be read through generations after generations, sometimes best forgotten. Some novels are never completed, never to be published, never to see, as it were, the light of day, and yet may bring to their author much joy, while writing, and to a “happy few” readers. So it is with human lives, short or long. May be I have already lived a long life, everything is relative – I say with a smile. For me, what matters, is that I am not afraid of facing my creator, for sure.
But how long we live, is not a mere concept, but a fact for some, not for many. Am I right in thinking that, if there is anxiety about a long life, it is most prevalent among the very privileged and decadent, dare I say satanic, “elite”, who may even dream of immortality?
Jesus Christ is King
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