We are born to die, which is the most definite thing that will happen to our lives. This makes the metaphor that life is like a journey to be extremely true. Taking a sad and inappropriate example, it’s like a plane that can never land: once you take off, the only thing you know is that it will crash once your run of out fuel.
This is so fatalism and pointless, I have to admit. However, I have just realised this ruthless fact, or I should say that I have somehow understood the meaning of that in these two years. After my “quite an experience”, I started to think about it seriously. Of course, it causes me to be less happy and even sometimes desperate. But, the voice in my head tells me that I have to think of it, and I need to.
Yesterday, I was watching the last movie of the Hunger Game series. When I saw Katniss and Peeta embracing after the ending of the turbulent period. I was thinking that they are just like two helpless people together on the non-landing plane, encouraging and giving warm and strength to each other. They do not need to face the desperate ending alone anymore. And they will also notice that there are beautiful views on this plane, lights from the sun, the moon and thousands of stars. There are fragrant moments that lights in your life. By facing the fact, you will also find the beauty and the things that you can change. Is it perhaps all about loneliness? I can not tell as they are coming from the deep inside our brains.
What about doing something great that beyond our emotions? Of course, we can try our best to upgrade this despairing plane, make our contribution, and make it fly longer or transcending our limitation? Maybe, it will be solved by the A.I. technology, e.g., digitalising our consciousness. However, after that point, the meaning of life and death and a lot of others will change totally, which may make the wisest philosopher in this world lost his/her insights to ourselves.