Among the many smart people I know, there are two whom I have never met.  One long dead … the other very much alive.

The Buddha had many fine things to say.  I’ll paraphrase one of them:

Sorry, guys … I have some bad news.  You’re all going to get sick.  You’re all going to get old.  You’re all going to get dead.

Not exactly a cheery fellow, you might say.  But he spoke the truth.

I often reflect on the three, especially the one that speaks of an ending.  Of course, I don’t know what happens next.  Into what realm will I emerge?

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And then there’s Andrew Holecek.  Also pretty deep in the profound:

I spend most of my life distracting myself in an effort to avoid some of these harsh, noble truths of the nature of my being, principally, of course, and this is, I’m going all the way to the end of it, that you don’t exist.

Hmm.  No heaven.  No hell.  Just … nothing

Nothing of Bruce left

And after my loved ones and other people who knew of me die

There will be no memories on Earth of Bruce Kerr

I’ve written 2690 posts on WordPress (also called Jetpack).  After I die, I’ll probably stop paying the yearly subscription.  So all that writing will go …

Poof!

Oh well

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And now, the final word goes to the Buddha:

Whatever has the nature of arising has the nature of ceasing