Crazy that the thing we seem to value most – life! sweet, joyful, precious life! – is really just a honeypot, designed to distract.
As a species, we culturally fail to think long term, beyond our own lifetimes. We’re reveling in the beauty of sunsets and rainbows and cat videos, numb to the constant white noise of time flowing over us, eroding us. We think we’re stone, but we’re really the gouged out scar left by a slow-moving, unstoppable, insidious glacier.
The things we love distract us from seeing that life is a mask worn by death.