The Dying of the Light

Every day or so there are moments when my mind wanders into deep waters of depression. These usually occur right before I go to bed, when the room is dark. The scariest thought that I think any mind can create is the thought of being motionless/unconscious for eternity. These are one of the thoughts I try not to linger on, because they make me feel that no matter what I do with my life, that in the end, it was all without purpose. My mind just can't fathom no longer existing. That... is probably the darkest thought my mind can conjure. If there is no light at the end of the tunnel, then why do we go on? Why not just slip into darkness now, get it over with? Well, this could be one reason:

The movie Interstellar gave me inspiration on how to cope with this possible realization. Throughout the movie Michael Caine's character, kept reciting this poem that was written by Dylan Thomas. Here is the whole poem:

It's the human condition to fight. When we're facing certain death or trauma, we fight. We simply don't just succumb to the end. This movie taught me that even though death is guaranteed, and possibly permanent, that as long as we're alive we should live like we'll be dead tomorrow. It still is not very comforting, but its the best we can do. Life is a struggle, and death is the only guaranteed outcome, we might as well do what we do best, and fight back as hard as we can. Live the life that you want to live, or do the best that you can to live as well as you can. You may have a crappy job you can't leave because of the pay, or for one reason or another. You may be alone, you may be in a terrible relationship, you might be questioning whether or not your life is worth living. But the next time you're staring into oblivion, and darkness is closing in around you, rage, rage against the dying of the light. As long as you wake up each morning, its far better than what could possibly be in the darkness.