Baby Birds

07:27

Three hours before the sun is up, birds in my neighbourhood are singing like if there were no tomorrow, doing their best to attract a suitable partner to shag during the next few weeks, when fruits are going to ripening, attracting insects that the parents are going to use  to feed the little babies under their wings – it makes one wonder about the circle of life, doesn't it?

We have so little time, when you think about it. At best, we can live 100 years if we don’t die first at the hands of cruel people or some other “accident” that happened due to ridiculous coincidences of everyday life. And what about those people who take care of themselves, eat well, go to the gym and die from an incurable disease? We all know a fellow who smoked or drank their entire life and had nothing, while those who worry to do the best they can to live as long as possible die of cancer in their 30s.

These are topics I’m constantly thinking about. If I’m leaving my soul on the toilet seat, with my tush shining like a well-polished medal, I can just go to the drugstore and buy, for almost no money, a box full of pills, take one of them, and after a few hours be almost as good as new – although maybe a little dehydrated – while, 500 years ago, the richest people on the planet, who could buy anything money could afford, died of diarrhea.

They could never have imagined a so serious conditions could be cured by a so cheap pill. I can’t as well imagine how the world is going to be 500 years from now. Will we be able to work on Mars during the day and come home to dinner at night? Will cancer be treatable with a cheap medication? Will English still be the dominant language?

So many things we won’t see. And yet, we today treat time like a disposable gadget, as if we had a lot to spare. A hundred years is nothing compared to all the history that happened before we were born and the history that will continue long after we are gone. Don’t waste your time here on Earth. Make each day count, like Jack once said (just to be clear, I am not actually fond of this character, I’m just quoting him – Rose was engaged, for Christ's sake, but that is a topic for another post).

Anne Rios – Brazilian girl writing about Brazilian things

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