This Dark Age

A manual for life in the modern world.

By Daniel Schwindt

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Be comfortable with your mortality, but recognize your immortality

Learn to see your mortality and come to terms with it. That will be difficult for you, but even more difficult will be the task of learning to see your immortality and its manifestations in your life and actions. Your immortality is that still, small voice that speaks with absolute authority and can be ignored but not refuted. Please don’t think I’m talking about the moral conscience. Hardly, although the conscience is perhaps its pale shadow. Obedience to your conscience might set you against the grain of society; obedience to one’s immortality makes one appear altogether insane. It does not manifest itself so much as a “moral stance” as it does a conviction that a particular duty has impressed itself upon us without respect to logic or external circumstance. One of its signs is that it cannot be justified to anyone but you. A literary illustration of a man recognizing and obeying his immortality might be the character in Cormac McCarthy’s “The Crossing,” and other of McCarthy’s characters as well. Here a boy sets himself to the task of transporting a wounded wolf to its home in the mountains of Mexico. He pursues this, and it costs him everything, and it is clearly that no earthly compensation awaits him. Even after it dies he cannot leave off the task. He carries the body. He can’t explain the duty he feels, but he obeys it because he knows that by its nature it is superior than all other duties: to family, to bodily well-being, to even to right reason and practical prudence. It is this part of him–a sense of what can only be described as a “sacred duty” toward a thing that, by normal standards, has no importance or purpose, and that even comes off as madness. This kind of madness is the recognition and submission to one’s immortality. I suspect that most people never even feel it. Should you be lucky enough to feel it, never deny it, and never question your allegiance to it.

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