Aphasia

There is one—and only one—life that should hold any interest to you, and that is the one you are living at the moment.  Everyone else’s is a complete bore.  Celebrities?  There is no such thing as a celebrity.  A celebrity is nothing more than a person with an inflated opinion of himself/herself who aggressively seeks attention and adulation wherever they can find it.  There are plenty of glory hogs out there, true, and lots of people who treat their paltry “accomplishments” as something authentically special, but in the big scheme of things, on a celestial scale—which is the only one that truly matters—those so-called accomplishments don’t amount to a proverbial hill of beans.  A million years from now, which in reality constitutes but a trifling heartbeat in the lifespan of our parochial universe, no one will give a royal shit insofar as what you may think distinguished you from all other earthlings and therefore made you so disproportionately important in the year 2014.  This is assuming there are still humans alive that far out in the future, too, which is certainly not a foregone conclusion by any stretch of the imagination.  No, the only life that should hold any interest to you is the one you are currently living.  Forget about the multiplicity of others out there, all those insipid impostors and bores with their non-stop bragging and boasting and bloviating over things a mosquito might very well have been capable of “accomplishing”.  Their meaningless lives don’t matter one whit to you.  You harbor control over only one life—Your own!!— but as such you, and only you, can infuse it with as much or as little interest and pizzazz as you want.  Those other people will die sooner or later, mark my words on that…..and then how interesting will their lives seem to future bystanders, especially as time goes by and wave upon wave of new persons eventually replace them and busily go about looking for ways to maximize their pleasure during their eighty-odd year encounter with consciousness?