Sometimes we describe someone as currently dying, meaning, they’re received a terminal diagnosis and are suffering its effects. (I don’t object.)
However, in reality, we would do well to remember that we are all in the process of dying. The difference is merely how delayed that end results seems to be for each of us. But no one is never not dying, not heading inevitably towards that final fate. Each day, each hour, each minute, we get a little closer. A terminal illness, for instance, is merely hastening what was already inevitable.
The danger lies in deceiving ourselves that we are not dying, that we are immortal—at least currently so unless otherwise interrupted.
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