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Understand one thing. The ground you walk on is a colossal cemetery. Literally. Billions of hairy primates had to bleed, scream, hunt in the snow and die from stupid infections in a rotten tooth so that you could be here today sliding your finger across a luminous screen. We are the absolute anomaly of the history of the universe. Being born in the twenty-first century goes beyond the barrier of luck and consolidates itself as an absurd and marvelous crack in the statistics of death.
And there you are crying because your coffee got cold.
Stop and think with me for a second. All of humanity before us took part in a great bloody rehearsal. They ate mud, died of diarrhea at thirty years old and worshiped the sun because they had an absolute dread of the dark. We got the top of the mountain. We inherited unrestricted ACCESS to all knowledge, all the food, all the debauchery and all the art that has ever been conceived since the first fire lit in a cave. You have the entire world melting and pulsing in the palm of your hand.
Can you perceive the frightening magnitude of this?
Do you know what is most fascinating about our lives? The human flesh of today is the most well-nourished that has ever inhabited this planet. Our bones are dense, our teeth are fixed with chemical resins and we sleep on perfect orthopedic foams. The most powerful kings of antiquity would give their own firstborn to have a proper bowel movement or a pair of painkillers when their head ached. We live like untouchable gods, defecating in drinking water and throwing food in the trash because the texture of the apple peel was not very pleasing.
It is a level of privilege that comes close to madness. And I find this simply spectacular.
Listen carefully to what I am about to tell you now. The true gift of this exact moment in human history lies in our awareness of the end. We know the exact size of the galaxies, we know how bacteria multiply in our own intestine and we have the absolute certainty that the sun will swallow the Earth one day. No other generation had the luxury of looking into the cosmic abyss with such clarity and, even in the face of imminent doom, ordering a snack through an app at three in the morning. We are the maximum consciousness of the universe dancing at the edge of the precipice.
A brilliant collective delirium.
So take a deep breath and feel the oxygen filling your lungs in this exact moment. Feel the warm blood pounding hard in the veins of your neck. You won the greatest cosmic lottery that exists and you will NEVER have another equal chance again. Out of all the centuries of misery, plagues, inquisitions and extreme famine, you were spat out exactly in the era where everything is possible, fast and excessive. Devour your time here, because the billions of dead beneath the earth would give anything to trade places with you for just ten damn minutes.
And there you are crying because your coffee got cold.
Stop and think with me for a second. All of humanity before us took part in a great bloody rehearsal. They ate mud, died of diarrhea at thirty years old and worshiped the sun because they had an absolute dread of the dark. We got the top of the mountain. We inherited unrestricted ACCESS to all knowledge, all the food, all the debauchery and all the art that has ever been conceived since the first fire lit in a cave. You have the entire world melting and pulsing in the palm of your hand.
Can you perceive the frightening magnitude of this?
Do you know what is most fascinating about our lives? The human flesh of today is the most well-nourished that has ever inhabited this planet. Our bones are dense, our teeth are fixed with chemical resins and we sleep on perfect orthopedic foams. The most powerful kings of antiquity would give their own firstborn to have a proper bowel movement or a pair of painkillers when their head ached. We live like untouchable gods, defecating in drinking water and throwing food in the trash because the texture of the apple peel was not very pleasing.
It is a level of privilege that comes close to madness. And I find this simply spectacular.
Listen carefully to what I am about to tell you now. The true gift of this exact moment in human history lies in our awareness of the end. We know the exact size of the galaxies, we know how bacteria multiply in our own intestine and we have the absolute certainty that the sun will swallow the Earth one day. No other generation had the luxury of looking into the cosmic abyss with such clarity and, even in the face of imminent doom, ordering a snack through an app at three in the morning. We are the maximum consciousness of the universe dancing at the edge of the precipice.
A brilliant collective delirium.
So take a deep breath and feel the oxygen filling your lungs in this exact moment. Feel the warm blood pounding hard in the veins of your neck. You won the greatest cosmic lottery that exists and you will NEVER have another equal chance again. Out of all the centuries of misery, plagues, inquisitions and extreme famine, you were spat out exactly in the era where everything is possible, fast and excessive. Devour your time here, because the billions of dead beneath the earth would give anything to trade places with you for just ten damn minutes.
