
Death is the final solution, of course, there when we need it, having run out of options, and no possibility of life on our terms ever again. What kind of life would life on someone else's terms be? Patrick Henry nailed it with his, "Give me liberty, or give me death!" The liberty to chose the life that has chosen us, and live it as it needs to be lived all the way to the point of no choices left to choose is the proper prelude to death as the final solution. Which leaves us with, "How does our life need us to live it?" We don't give that much thought. It is all about what we want and how we can get it-- which only works if our wanting is aligned with our life's idea of itself, so that it is a bona fide life we are living, and not a counterfeit life in which we do what we feel like doing without ever being possessed by anything that needs us to do it-- by the life that needs us to live it-- all our life long. "Whatever" is not what Patrick Henry had in mind. The liberty to do what needs to be done and needs us to do it with the gifts of our original nature and the innate virtues/characteristics/ specialties that are ours from birth is what we need to discover what we need to do as zeal for the task that we know to be our task in a "It's the pirate's life for me, Gibbs. I have no say in the matter," kind of way. And death, at last, when we have run out of better things to do, is a proper ending to a life well-lived.
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