Immortality: Blessing or Curse?
Our lives on this earth are so short, so inappreciable, so
insignificant
and we are but drops of life in the river of time, flowing in the
path
which fate has chosen for us. There is no way back, no way to
return
to the beginning, and as the river flows on, our youth is taken
from us,
stolen by the light-fingered bandit that is time.
The drop of your essence will dry up, and be replaced by another
life,
as insignificant as your own. Death is not a procrastinator. When
your time has come, nothing will delay your quick removal from
existence, and you will be nothing more then a memory.
But, if Death could be cheated, would this be a dream come true,
or an unending nightmare? An eternal continuation of
pointlessness, and an ever growing feeling of emptiness. Being
imperishable would make one no less irrelevant. Existence is
incomprehensible, unfathomable, inexplicable. Immortality would
only make this enigmatic puzzle all the more abstruse. An
unceasing reality would only remove what little meaning in life
their already is.
Becoming a particle flowing down Fate's stream, without any
purpose, or final destination. Being cast adrift, to endure
greater mental anguish and suffering then any mortal could ever
imagine. Being beyond any chance for freedom, any hope of
salvation. What is often wished for is not a utopian ideal, but
rather an unending torment, no better then Hell itself.
So is immortality a blessing or not? Many people have been intent
to find a way to make their life continuous, and many have wished
immortality be theirs, but I suggest you be heedful what you wish
for, and read carefully what I have said, for it may be your key
to escaping eternal damnation.
I shall wrap it up, in this final verse
My conclusion is immortality is a curse.