Both Alexander the Great and his mule-keeper were both brought to the same place by death - they were either received into the all-generative reason, or scattered among the atoms.”
Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, 6.24
Aside from death, are there any egalitarian experiences left? I mean, in a time when there is such passion and ferocity spent toward identity and self, the occurrences of polarizing division, perceived difference, and personal or collective elitism seem more like the norm instead of the exception to the rule. Collectively, we seem to yearn to be different and special and unique…
… which we are. And yet, who gives a shit?
All the things that make each of us special, and unique, and different amount to nothing at the end of life. We all have the same end to our story. Death: the state in which no one is better or worse. Remembering this helps to keep one on the middle road, the path of equanimity, neither falling into the ego trap of feeling superior because of one’s uniqueness, or consequently, feeling inferior because of it.
Again, we all have the same end to our story.
(See y’all tomorrow)
… which we are. And yet, who gives a shit?
All the things that make each of us special, and unique, and different amount to nothing at the end of life. We all have the same end to our story. Death: the state in which no one is better or worse. Remembering this helps to keep one on the middle road, the path of equanimity, neither falling into the ego trap of feeling superior because of one’s uniqueness, or consequently, feeling inferior because of it.
Again, we all have the same end to our story.
(See y’all tomorrow)
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