“We do not suddenly fall on death, but advance towards it by slight degrees; we die every day.” – Seneca
This is a theme that comes up frequently in stoic philosophy, the time spent, the days behind us are already within death’s embrace. It’s a nice way to look at life and an even nicer way to look at death. As a process instead of an event. We can then look at our days, even our hours, as a finite set of resources. Something to be spent as we go along.
If we start to look at each day as something that we are going to have to hand over to death when it’s over we will start to value them differently. Maybe not more, it might be that we start to look at our time in a more utilitarian kind of way, but we will definitely see them differently when we change the way we see them ending.
When we start to see each passing minute as a part of us that has already died we will start to see death differently as well. Death is no longer an event to be feared, a spot in time we are dreading the arrival of. Instead, it is the place we have been discarding our passed time already. A place where eventually one hundred percent of our time will have been placed.
This might not be pleasant but maybe – just maybe – it will make us want to do more with that time before we place it in death’s hands.
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