Doesn't it seem patently unfair that just when we finally get a handle on knowing how to live well ... when we are too wise to get screwed at the used car lot, too smart to hedge all our bets on an untrustworthy lover, and when we completely know how to manage our money and our lives, we get old?
Imagine a world where we got younger as we spent more time on the planet. We'd have all those life skills at our disposal in our prime, when we have the most stamina and energy for life, rather than the other way around. We'd be wise and kind young adults.
Most of us wander through our teens and 20's as clueless, self-centered risk-takers, with enough personal energy to light up Anchorage, if we were hooked up to a generator. Yet, once you're finally able to appreciate God or truly marvel at seeing something like the Acropolis, or just really understand -- and I mean really understand -- why it's sometimes best to put others before yourself, it's a good bet you're at least 50 and already in physical decline. Your energy might light up your house, if you're lucky. Maybe.
Can you imagine a world filled with old and wise 20-somethings? People with the wisdom to see the best path and the energy to make it happen? It could be heaven on earth.
I'm sure there's a reason for it to be this way, sometimes from my vantage point it just looks damn unfair, I'm tellin' ya.
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