@existential potential,
existential potential wrote:The awareness of death, of the certainty of death, seems to act as a whistle-blower on ones conscience, reminding oneself that many things in life simply are not worth pursuing.
Wouldn't it be possible to change the way we live, and instead of wasting our time, in the light of death pursue the things we really value, rather than turning to escapism?
there are so many people I know who have no concern in life other than pursuing pleasure for its own sake- their lives are filled with trivial little things that meaning nothing, that contribute to nothing and no one. surely people can use the awareness of death to live better lives, and live life in the light of death, which would compel them to re-evaluate their lives.
I agree completely, until...
Quote:I think awareness of death can bring us closer to our "higher-selves", and we can live in accordance with something other than our fickle impulses.
I don't like the term "higher" in that sentence. To me it suggests you're trying to improve your behaviour according to someone else's scale of good and bad. I prefer the idea of living in service to our "greater selves". I don't mean "greater" as in "better" or anything like that. By "greater self" I mean "oneself, more liberally defined"--not just one's physical person, but the whole set of one's actions and the consequences of those actions. In short, I mean one's impact on the world. For example, the "greater" essence of a rock that you've just dropped in a pond includes all the waves that ripple out away from wherever the rock landed.
Ask whether you are having a significant impact on the world around you, and then ask whether your impact on the world suits you. If the answer to either question is "no", change how you are living, because either your "greater self" ain't doing all that well for itself or else ... well, or else it just ain't a pretty sight.
Each of us is conscious and aware for a finite period, but our "greater selves" (as defined above) live on much longer. There is no proof that they will ever disappear. As Maximus Decimus Meridius put it: "Brothers, what we do in life ... echoes in eternity".