There is a strange, perplexing and mysterious math to life.
Think of it as lifematics.
We can begin with the fact that virtually all human life has a span of one to one hundred years. Some live for seconds, others a century. But we are all enclosed within a mathematical box that begins and ends within a relatively set time frame.
The question we face is how to maximize the joy life can provide within the mathematics of its limitations.
It is interesting how God chooses to send us this message. Yes, we attend births and funerals and we comprehend the math of life– even if vaguely and reluctantly– through these rituals. But I believe the real messenger is Haley’s comet. This messenger of our mortality streaks through the sky, visible to us once every 76 years. It is unlikely any human will ever witness, with any level of cognizance, its exotically brilliant tail more than once in our lifetime. It hurls through a universe we know nothing about showing up on the scheduled time with the power to awe and inspire us and to make it clear that we have been stamped with a death certificate.
We will never see it again.
The question is, how do we navigate through this lifematics without succumbing completely to the mathematics of it all. You see, in the end, we can defeat it. Yes, the numbers will overtake us and bring us to the end of the 100 years at some point along the continuum.
Or will it really. Some people never die. Is Lincoln really dead? Is Einstein? Elvis? Picasso?
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