human beings return to this cosmic atomic dance when we die and that there is no religiously sanctioned afterlife; and, finally, that joy in existence — not suffering, or atoning or endurance — is the point of life.
Remember City Slickers with Billy Crystal? And how death was his favorite subject? Well I think death is pretty close to being one of my favorite subjects. But, because I read Leo Buscaglia at such a sensitive age, I don’t brood over death. Or was it Heidegger? Either way, I don’t brood over death because I am too busy living. While I’m busy not brooding, I’m thinking…about death. I believe, like Lucretius above, that I die- especially on my birthday. Today is my birthday. 41 years on this watered planet. I end. You end. We end. They end.