How does one find hope when having a terminal disease? How can one withstand all the pain it causes while knowing it’ll never end – only gradually evolves, gets worse and finally eats you alive? Is hope even a slightest of possibility?
Expecting a miracle perhaps gives something to keep one’s head up. But preferably person just has to accept the facts; this really was perhaps my unjustified destiny and the clock is ticking ever faster like it has for so many people before me. Fear, tears, a mountain of hopelessness and beside me a conjurer of never-ending agony and despair.
Where do those people find hope?
This song gives hope; take me away, into the castles of joy, higher, to a million miles away – to another plane of existence. It will end; there is hope for me and my dear fellow travelers in this floating orbiter of sun – life just wasn’t what we had in our dreams.
Hope is all we have, and we all are entitled of it; just grasp into the void, it’ll be there.
This will be probably be the last song I’ll hear when it’s my time to go.
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Don’t we all have a terminal disease? I think hope is about finding some semblance of joy in all the little things around us while we’re still living, despite discomfort or pain. Things are what they are.
Yes, I guess we actually all have a terminal disease at the minute we are born into this world; some just last longer than the others I suppose. I agree with you about the little things, they bring joy and relieve despair, but hope – do they really give hope. Future is all and nothing but made of hope; without future, you have no hope.
Is it all in our heads; as a child we have no clear knowledge of death, and we usually have a future, so we have hope. At that age most of us don’t trouble our minds with thoughts of eventual aging and dying or any other serious problems. It all comes as we grow up.
Some could say if given 30 days to live, there is hope; and others have 40 years but no hope or future in sight at all. So subjective – so it must be in our heads, and every one of us have our own idea and perception of hope; an internal and personal conception of our past and our experiences in life so far – and especially how we see the future. Things certainly are what they are for sure.
Sorry for the vague comment, thoughts just running around in a leash – also drunk at the moment. And English not my native language so sometimes very hard to type thoughts in an understandable and distinct form.
I find this very insightful, as a child I had no problems and worries, no idea of the concept of dying, just looking forward to the next day, but reaching twelve and starting senior school, things started to change for me. I had problems with other children, it was at this time that I started to think about death, worrying about what the next day would bring, a lack of hope, I remember I’d look at power sockets in the wall and think about electrocution. Now, all these years later, I just take each day as it comes, little things to look forward to but no long term game plan, no decent future for me except to die, I try to have hopes and dreams but things never turn out right for me.
What is a future? A future in this contrived human system we’ve built? That’s just weird. Australopithecus probably never had to worry about this kind of nonsense.
Future is time and space, time is hope. Future is an inevitable continuum of things due to the laws of physics. Things to be and to happen that may or may not be permanent. Things to come, to exist, non-exist. It’s something we can’t escape from, and it will always find us no matter where we are; as far as we see it as a linear concept.
Is future eternal or will there be an end to all; depends mainly on one’s perception and viewpoint. The truth is still unknown. If you have faith in reincarnation then the future for men is not linear and the rules are of course very different- it’s merely a rat race of souls.
A future overall, I hope is something to look forward to – a hope – but also something to be greatly feared; it will come for us all as it came for the poor Australopithecus too. Devoured it and kept on going like nothing had ever happened. Future has no guilt or regret; it’s remorseless and cares for no-one – until it turns into past. Then it’s full of hopefully endearing memories, good and bad.
“A future in this contrived human system we’ve built?” Well I see no future for mankind; we will terrorise and rape this planet, then die one by one and fall into oblivion.
Nias, It’s so sad that many people like you have had thoughts about dying already at so young age. I never had any thoughts about dying or losing hope until I started having health problems 4 years ago. It took a while but eventually realized how much I appreciated life and how much I had taken things for granted that I had never even thought before – even though they had been there all the time.
The illnesses affected my life; I lost hope and the future started to look so grim for me. After accepting the existing ailments things got better; hope returned and I was forever grateful and enjoyed every minute of every day until about a year ago this hit. Now my hope is lost. I know what you mean about things not turning out right for you even if you use every fiber in your body – always useless, why bother anymore.
Too deep shit…going insane thinking; the leash is loose now so. 🙂
“It is possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and that all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. It is possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening.”
– H.G. Wells