What if you DIE during this Coronavirus Pandemic?

Death is inevitable


Fuck it. We gonna die anyway. Might as well live  NOW!


During this pandemic, we come face to face with Death.



We are reminded of our own mortality, that our time here is in fact limited.
Coronavirus is a reminder to us that there are only so many days we have, despite how much we’d like to believe they are unlimited.

You think to yourself: "Shit, if this were the end, what the fuck have I been doing in my life? What really have I been so worried about?"

Because when Death is on the horizon, when an apocalypse is blooming, you realize all the problems you've been stressing over in your "normal" life mean fuck diddly squat compared to well…dying!

In this pandemic, you start missing the little awesome things about your so-called "boring mundane life" that you actually took for granted.

Likewise, you start placing importance on the relationships you have with the people in your life that you otherwise typically didn’t appreciate all that much.





Facing your own death allows you to focus on what actually fucking matters.

It lets you appreciate the little things that are worth giving a damn about.

You start doing the things you wanted to do, that make you feel alive, as if it's your last chance to do them...


• Reaching out to friends, family, and lovers just to see how their doing

• Visiting neighbors to see if they need help.

• Taking long tranquil walks in nature.

• Relaxing in plenty of leisure time, without thinking of obligations or work

• Learning a new skill.

• Reading plenty of books.

• Beating that video game that's been sitting on your shelf for ages.

• Finishing that Netflix series that's been on your "to watch" list since last decade (which was only a few months ago but still)

• Meditating to stay calm.


Ah, if only we could live like it was the apocalypse all the time.

You can. And you should.

Coronavirus or not, you could die tomorrow. Your death is inevitable. Sorry. Not sorry. You gonna die.

As a matter of fact, there are only two guarantees in life. First, there will always be change. And second, your time will come (when your existence is over). We all experience unavoidable changes until death knocks at our door. That’s life. The key is to make the best of those changes and appreciate what we have in the present, before doom arrives at our doorstep.




The thought of death is not something we like to think about. It sounds depressing, but only if you don’t really “get it”. Like it or not, it is something that is going to happen to all of us

See, there is value in contemplating one’s own destined fate. Thinking of our own death instills a bit of “oh shit” panic within us and that can be the motivation we need to live a fulfilling life.


Use that "panic" as positive energy to get your shit together.

Use that "oh shit" moment to humble yourself over your problems.

Use that "well, fuck" moment to appreciate what you already have, every single day.


And constantly put yourself in that "oh shit" moment, constantly tell yourself that death is a thing, as a reminder...to actually fucking live (in the present) and never take things for granted, never fail to be thankful for what you currently have.

Human beings are weird and we tend to place more value in the things we lose than the things we gain. There was actually a study that showed people get more emotionally charged when they lose money as opposed to gaining it. 

Appreciate what you have in the moment and realize you could lose it in the next. You could lose everything today (in death). Let that inspire you to appreciate what’s currently in your possession from moment to moment, day to day. Let that inspire you to make the most of what ya got. 





We often live our lives in the past, swimming around in thoughts of regret, or we live them in the future, worrying about something that hasn’t even happened yet.  This isn’t living, but imagining. You can imagine things your whole life and next thing ya know, it’s over. If we’re not present in the moment, then we are already dead and simply buried later. If we go through the motions, without “stopping to smell the roses”, procrastinating a little, and breathing in, we only tick away valuable seconds of our death clock.


Look...

Nothing matters. Really it doesn't.

You'll die one day and so will the people who remember you. 

You and everyone you know, everyone you ever meet will be long forgotten some day.

None of us get out of this thing called life alive.

So what are you stressing over, really? What impact does it have in the grand scheme of things?

None. Your a tiny spec of the universe that will be long forgotten a century from now.
Stop trying hard to get things perfect and just enjoy the thrill of living -- in the present.

How can you ever worry about anything? How can you ever fail to appreciate what you have, in the present? How can you live in the past through thoughts of regret or the future through thoughts of anxiousness?

How can you do ANY of this bullshit...Knowing you will some day you will die. It's a waste of time. It’s waste of energy. It’s just a complete and utter waste -- of life!




"To die is to live and to live is to die"

Once you face death, no, once you embrace it, cherish it, love it, then living becomes much more fulfilling.

If you look at Death straight in the eye and tell that bastard "I know you're coming for me. I'll be ready for it," then you will release your "dead" existence and live like... an actual human being.

Many people kill themselves decades before being buried, walking around like a fucking zombie.
They barely give their daily routine a second thought, following tasks like a programmed machine without any conscious reflection on what’s going on in the world around them, regurgitating the same conversations with the same people without developing real human connection, or staring at their phones without taking a look at who or what is around them.

But once you come to terms with your death, it makes no sense to live life that way. It makes absolutely no sense to live life like you’re immortal, when you are in fact mortal. You don’t have time to be dead while you’re alive.

Playing dead before you die is a fool's game.





Nearly every person on their deathbed when asked about their regrets, talk about what they DIDN'T do, not what they did do.

The mistakes you make, the fuck ups, the shit you put yourself through. Guess what, fam?

That's LIVING!!!!

Think of a child playing on the playground, scraping his knee. He cries for a bit. Mommy kisses it better. Then he gets back to playing. He forgets about the "boo boo"

Don't let a fall or scrape keep you from playing in the playground of life. Don't let mistakes or the fear of them keep you from living your best life.

Use "kisses from Mommy," Mother Nature to heal. Meditate. Find your center again. Then go out n' play in the world again. Have fun! You only get one chance to play in the playground of life.


Doesn't matter if you believe in heaven or hell.

Or the river of Styx

Or that you'll reincarnate as a sloth.

Or just turn to dust.




Doesn't matter what the outcome of "Death" brings. Whatever happens, it's the end to what you are currently experiencing.

It only makes sense to make this experience right here, right now, worthwhile, to focus on what actually does matter within it.

What happens on the other side is debatable. But what happens on this side, that's completely up to you.

As Robert Greene says-- You have two different “times” in your life:  Alive time and Dead time. You choose to be “alive” and actively participate in life -- mentally, emotionally, physically or to be “dead”and let life pass you by. 

It’s not necessarily about “working hard” to live a good life; being “lazy” does not mean you are dead but mindlessly struggling without contemplating meaning behind your actions does.


Relax your mind and cherish each and every moment you’re here; take advantage of embracing your laziness and doing what you want. Live in desire and joy, rather than “kill” yourself in obedience and obligation.





You cannot choose whether or not to die. But you can choose whether or not to live.
People say “You Only Live Once. YOLO!” No, you only DIE once. You live every day.

Chase your dreams. Enjoy the progress..

Treat your friends, family, and lover like it's the last you'll ever see them.

This day could be your last.

I'll repeat that again for dramatic effect: This day could be your LAST.

One more time, for the people in the back: THIS day could be your last.

I don't say that to sound dreadful, but to inspire you to ask yourself the question:

Do I feel fulfilled with how I lived it if that were true?

As the Stoics say

"Memento Mori"

Remember Death

As ProcrastiN8rs say:
"Fuck it. Do what you want, man"

“You could leave life RIGHT NOW.” But would you have really lived it?
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