What is life and how do we conquer it?

If you were Leonardo Da Vinci, would that be enough? Would your genius existance, still resonating clear 500 years after your death, be satisfactory enough for you to die content? Pick any sage you like: Einstein, Courtney Love, Jesus, Bob Dylan, Brian Jaques. If you were one of them, would that good enough? Is it ever enough? Or ask this question: how long will it take to be happy? How much effort do you need to exert to reach that goal? How much time have you wasted so far wondering what the answer to that question is, not being able to sleep for hours, wondering if the answer might come in tomorrow's post, wondering if reading one more article might clue you in? Wondering why you can't help but wonder? How much time have you spent designing a perfect life, or even multiple perfect lives? How much time have you wasted doing things you dislike in anticipation of the product your work will yield?

Conquer life. It sounds so certain; definitive. You do it, and it's done. Then you can die at peace. People who fear death believe they're meant to do something in life they're not doing. Who could possibly accept dying with that knowledge? The knowledge that YOU'RE NOT DONE!! WAIT!!!!!!!!!! Panic. Don't die yet, whatever you do. You've got yet to prove yourself. Don't die yet, because won't that feel like shit when your dead and you finally realize that everything you've done was for NOTHING. And now you've got the devil to deal with, or worse-- eternal unconciousness. Won't that be cold, as you lay there being eternally unconcious, contemplating how you've wasted your one shot at existing.

Discover something, quick. Invent time travel. Find out what the Theory of Everything is and save humanity. Do it quick before you die. Time's 'a ticking! Figure it out. It's a race against the clock.

Man's desire for knowledge is insatiable. I'd say man's desire for anything is insatiable. I'd be so bold as to suggest that mother nature is against us, and is trying to make this as difficult as possible, giving us just enough hope so that we don't turn suicidal. Torture- chopping your body inch by inch until all that's left is a beating heart and a brain. Enough to survive on.

That's one way to look at it.

I fear willingly engaging in actions or speech that will negatively impact the people affected and spiders. I fear willingly partaking in life-threatening physical maneuvers, but I will force myself to partake for the thrill of it and the following sensation of invincibility. Questions involving Right and Wrong put me in a state of panic.

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