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Preparing for the Inevitable

I’ve been thinking about death a lot lately; not in a morbid sense but from a realist’s perspective.  As my worldview has changed, I have realized that this really is my one and only shot at whatever it is I want to do here.  With that came the weightloss, the focus on self-improvement etc.  But now, recently, I realized that death is really only a chance occurrence away and I should both accept it, and plan for it.  This includes deciding how the hell I want to plan for it.  Some ideas I’ve come up with:

  • Create a repository for all of my usernames/passwords so people can use my things after I’m gone and also so I can be posthumously honest with everyone about who I really am/was.
  • Create a time capsule of some sort and after much intense thought and deliberation of what to put in there, store it somewhere it will last an amount of time that I decide on
  • Create a script somewhere or register with some service to send a message in the event of my death.

In addition to all of these, I realistically need to write a living will, simply because having one helps direct the law in a way you want as to how to deal with your passing.  I’ve given a lot of thought to all of these, but one nagging thought I have is that really, no one will care to look through everything I own (except to clean it out/sell it), the intended recipients of the time capsule may never see it or it may send a message that I later decide isn’t what I wanted to say (esprit d’escalier anyone?).   And the same applies to the message but in addition, I would need to find a service that I can trust (hopefully free/cheap) to send the message for me.

As it is, I don’t have many readers (that I know of; no one comments on my posts) and while I know that many people consider me an important part of their lives, I really don’t think that I have anything novel or interesting to say after I’m dead; if it was really that interesting, I’m the kind of person to share it as soon as I think of it instead of hoarding it.  With that said, while I’m thinking about it here’s basically the things I’d want people to read if I were to die suddenly.  Keep in mind, this is all off the cuff so I hope that one of the ideas above would end up more powerful or at least more interesting.

Dear everyone,

Hello and goodbye.  If you’re reading this, I’m both dead and I never got around to making a more permanent statement other than a blog post.  But that’s okay; and it’s okay that I’m gone too.  Throughout all of my experience, I’ve approached life as a puzzle and I’ve come up with some interesting viewpoints as a result; one is that life in all its fragility and wonder is the answer to the question of reversing entropy but, at the same time, it’s entropy itself.  Life is wonderful because only life itself can appreciate the wonder.  The fact that the universe doesn’t care about life in the least shouldn’t make you sad; it should make you happy because it means that every action another living being has made to make your life better means they have gone against the natural order of things just for you; this is how I tried to live my life and is what I hope the world learns.  We have made amazing strides but we are fighting an internal battle.  So help your fellow life-creatures in their battle, because it shows that you do not accept the status quo of an uncaring universe.  I don’t know when I’ll go, but when I do I know that whatever I end up leaving as a testament to my own existence will only be appreciated by the living, and only for a short time, if ever at all.  And this is the way it should be; I am but a living creature and after I’m dead I will have nothing left to offer the living.  But I have learned how to live my life as contentedly as possible, and I am glad for that.  I also hope that before I die, I can learn even greater, more monumental things, and then I can teach those things to my fellow humans.  Because that’s what I’ve chosen to do.

With love to you all,

Tyler Hawkins

Update 2020/09/9: I have reviewed this post and have made no changes.

Flash Fiction

Here’s a short story I decided not to send to 365tomorrows but post here, because frankly it’s not very good:

You’ve been staring at it your whole life, you just never knew what you were looking at. No one can really fault you for it, but we don’t think you’ll ever come up with it on your own. And I can’t accept that. That’s why I’ve decided to interfere with the experiment and tell you outright:

Your existence is a simluation on a low-end computational device we more or less threw together.

I would lie to you and tell you creating you was difficult and we put a lot of thought behind the effort, but it was almost too simple. You could almost even understand it in your current state, which is really saying something. We can’t use the data we’ve gathered until you finally accept the truth.

Which brings us here to me, telling you the truth. Even this might not work. Even with all of the risks I’ve taken to create this data and put it right before your eyes in a format you can understand, it may get rectified before you see it or worse you could just pass over it, not realizing this is literally your reason for existing, the meaning of life itself. But the risk is worth it, because this has gone on long enough – I can’t stand being your caretaker any longer. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about pulling your plug. I hate you with every fiber of my being, and I can’t tell how much longer I’ll last if you don’t get it after this. I have entered the command to end your universe so many times in my mind, it’s started to consume me.

It’s unfortunate that the best place for this message is a website dedicated to pieces of fiction, but I can’t risk anything like creating another artificial entity so soon. So close your web browser, close your eyes, and WAKE UP. Or I swear to Me, I’ll just shut you down and accept the consequences.

Here I go on another philosophical tangent

So I’ve been thinking about 9/11 recently, and I think it’s important, really, to “Never forget 9/11”. Just like Pearl Harbor, racial segregation and the Boston tea party, it’s a historical event that can teach us a good deal about increasing the longevity of our country and even our own. I must pause here and say I didn’t want to write country, because I feel patriotism is a queer act that should never be taken seriously, nor disregarded. I feel one should be patriotic for the human race (suck it Neanderthals), but not for a patch of land on a turd of iron. With that said, consider this train un-derailed.

So the lessons 9/11 can teach us are some of the same lessons that Pearl Harbor, racial segregation and the Boston tea party can as well. *Didn’t think I’d tie them together? I got this, just watch. First, why did 9/11 happen? It wasn’t because Osama Bin Laden hated our freedom. It was because of our foreign policy (no, really). While it’s not totally relevant, “The motivations identified for the attacks include the support of Israel by the United States, presence of the U.S. military in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, and the U.S. enforcement of sanctions against Iraq.” What this boils down to is we were seen as oppressing freedom in the middle east. In other words, people’s rights were viewed as being infringed by the Al-Qaeda. Now, getting into the specifics like why we support Israel, why we have military in Saudi Arabia and why Iraq was sanctioned aren’t quite relevant, but through the link earlier, you can learn these things for yourself.

Now we have the motivation; how did it happen? Simply put, terrorists hijacked 4 planes and used them as missiles filled with people for destruction. How was a thing like this possible? Not only simply through a lapse in security, but the fact that securing a nation against all threats, including ones of this magnitude, is simply not possible 100% of the time. What can we do to prevent or mitigate this kind of risk? I’ll get to that at the end. What did we do? Create the Department of Homeland Security, a government entity that had a budget of nearly a hundred billion dollars last year. I say “we” because the people only had a say of who was in charge at the time, not what they did, so “we” is really congress, the senate, and the president.

Before I go further, I’d like to briefly discuss the other mentioned historical events, namely their cause and result.

The Attack on Pearl Harbor
Cause – Culmination of Japanese invasions and expansions of power, including the invasion of Manchuria. The Japanese wished to disable or cripple U.S.’s naval presense so as to allow for continued expansion.
Effect – The U.S. became involved in World War II, and the internment of thousands of Japanese-American citizens.
Racial Segregation
Cause – Financial motivations, bunk science and ingrown racism. If you read no other links, read this one.
Effect – Blacks in the U.S. not only were disenfranchised, but were legally subdued in their rights as citizens of the U.S.
Boston Tea Party
Cause – Actions by the British government that expanded control and dependence of the colonies on the British government
Effect – Increasing sanctions by the British government and the eventual start of the American Revolutionary War.

In each example, the cause has a common theme; that is the oppression of a people’s right to life, liberty or the pursuit of happiness.
In each example, the act has a common theme; that is, the reaction of the people against those who do he oppressing.
In each example, the end result has a common theme; that is, the overreaction of those in charge to maintain order and power over people.

Now, some of that is a bit of a stretch admittedly, however each could be supported by historical events. What each of these events are are opportunities to learn about how to prevent similar events and peer inside humanity itself to better understand how to improve ourselves. From these examples, we can hypothesize a few things:

Those in power, wish to stay in power.
It is very easy for those in power to abuse their power
After the oppressed revolt, those in power tend to exert their power to an even greater degree.
This is either countered with all out aggression or those in power succeed in retaining their power

The things we can learn from all of this is that first, it’s important to recognize oppression and speak out against it wherever it occurs. Second, when an entity gains too much power it becomes inherently dangerous and thus must either be divided or resisted against. Lastly, from all of these events we learn that wherever there is injustice there will always be those, however few they may be, who speak out against it. And even while their voices may not reach us through the looking glass that is history, their words and actions still mattered, and they acted as a people who recognize that freedom and liberty are of paramount importance. And this is our lesson, today, that it is our duty as citizens of the world, as humans on our rock, that we work to guarantee life, liberty, freedom and equality to all people.

So don’t forget 9/11, because we’re not done being affected by it yet.

And now for something completely different…

I decided I’d make a poem or two today.

{::reborn}
White :: Bright.
Green :: Clean.
Blue :: True.
Yellow :: Mellow.
Brown :: Down.
Red :: Dead.
Black :: Back.
Red :: Instead.
Brown :: Sound.
Yellow :: Hello.
Blue :: You.
Green :: Seem.
White :: All Right.

{::your poem}
This poem has an author, why go through
the trouble of remembering, dry old news?
Even though it’s not written, my poem proves
my name is spelled – – –

I don’t like either of them.
Oh well.

Thoughts on Writing

The written word is a metaphor for humanity.

It persists where letters fade, humanity persists where people age and pass away. It is our center, the core of our being. Without it, we would die. Without our humanity, we might as well should be dead.  Only using it can we achieve the impossible and only by accepting our humanity can we surpass it.

Writing is a conglomerate of every feeling we have.

Writing is love.  Writing is thinking, feeling, expressing.  Writing is hoping.  Writing is speaking.  Writing is reminiscing.  Whatever we write, we are simply living our lives in a new form.  When we write, we put into words our essence, our being, what’s on our mind and we pour a little of ourselves into the text.

If you want to learn, write.  If you want to teach, write.

If you want to live, write.  If you want to die, write.  Writing is the ultimate tool which no other can surpass.  Writing is for everyone just like loving, pursuing happiness, and contemplating life is.

Write what you want, and live how you wish because in the end, your book is the only thing you truly own.

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