Simple Truths

Some truths are really simple. So, that we never meet them in a relaxed mind. Just like in the fish story of famous Wallace speech. Just like a young fish who is not aware of the water which surrounds him all day, we are not aware but act blindly. But there are moments in life, that someone, or something makes us wonder, and we get our Aha moments, and we forget about it when we immerse ourselves with comfortable lies that we chose to believe out of convenience. I had such a thought today, and I just write it down for my own future reference.

A simple bed

A simple truth.

Imagine you are on your last day on earth. Let's forget about the conditions and factors that lead you there on your days of doom. Let's forget that you are in pain, or any other physical disability. And let's hope that you are in good mental health, when this happens, good 80 years spent on earth, perfectly as you wished you spent. I am just introducing some controlled variables to this hypothetical scenario so, my mind cannot ask stupid questions and deviate from what matters.

You for a fact knows, that you are going to die tomorrow. Peacefully and quietly, you are going to go. And you ask yourself, what does it matter what I have done in my life? (All those 80 years of ambitions, achievements, failures, goods and bads)

My logical mind, have a clear answer on this. The answer is it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter you are a lawyer, a good doctor, a cunning doctor, or a pig farmer. In that moment on that hour of your last breath on earth, it doesn't matter how many children you are having. It doesn't matter how many vacations you have been on, or how many novels you have written, how many Instagram followers you have. The lies of the society disappear at the dusk, when the reality hits the individual. Individual alone would face this battle against the silent killer of time.

A second simple truth.

Values are creations of Human beings.

We can derive a second simple truth from the above. Like a mathematician would give a second order derivative of a function. If the things do not matter at the end of the life on the day it all ends, what is the true value of things now? How come they are valuable today, but not at the end. If something has an intrinsic value, should it not survive the death of the individual? However logical reasoning lets me understand that enormous pile of emeralds doesn't matter the day I die. So, how come it is valuable today. Either I am lying to myself in believing that everything has a value, or everything doesn't have a value, but my mind just tricks me till I die and still not realize that as a fact.

I'm not trying to make you afraid, saying that everything is valueless. But playing with this idea would only make you stronger, as every human with a significant brain capacity that ever lived somehow knew this either by experience, or by intelligent investigation of themselves. I suggest you do the same without postponing this experiment to do on your deathbed.