The red pill (an everlasting life) or the blue pill (bring someone back to life) question for me is one that already has a ready-made answer since the years I lost my cousin, uncle, and my grandpa. These people are very important to me, and I’ve prayed countless times to see them in my dreams once more. Not in reality though because I may run away from them knowing fully well, they are ghosts. Eh eh.
However, if I’m provided with the options to choose between bringing a loved one back to life and having an everlasting life, I will choose the former. Why? Because too much of everything may have the problems that I’m not confident enough to overcome.
Doing life, impacting my generation one person at a time as much as I can, spending time with my loved ones, having a sweet partner with beautiful kids around, training them to be the best they can and take out the best out of life and seeing them blossom into fine young men and women is my dream. Seeing these, I can die happily in peace and watch over them from above if I can.
I would’ve thought about choosing an everlasting life, but what if the world gets worse than it already is and I have to fight for survival to live happily in the next lives? What if there’s another pandemic and I am among the people affected? What if my health deteriorates so badly? What if I lose my friends and loved ones? Do I have to struggle to make new ones? What if I’m alive to witness so many cruelties going on around the world and I’m unable to do anything about it? What if the everlasting life requires that I get old, but won’t die? Just what if there are many hidden ingredients in the everlasting life pill that remained undivulged until it’s swallowed?
For someone that lives her every day life as if the next could be the end, I could only think of dying one day. I have never imagined having to stay alive forever, but on countless occasions, I have envisaged bringing my cousin back to life because he died way too early. He was barely twenty when he died. He died just when his life was about to turn around and he was about to leave the country for good.
His success would’ve been groundbreaking, and his mum would’ve been living and enjoying one of the proudest moments of her life. His kid brother who started in his footsteps wouldn’t have quit suddenly because of survival.
And as for my grandpa, even though his legacy lives on, I would prefer he is alive to see it all right now. I can’t be too sad because he died at an old age and lived a very good and impactful life. Funny how I am learning to live like that too.
My grandpa, even though I didn’t know much about his younger days, his older years was so graceful that till now, strangers haven’t forgotten his impacts in their lives. And considering that I physically look like him reminds them many times of the goodness of my grandpa and the good life he lived.
Having my uncle return to life will make his son very happy and that happiness is all that matters to me. You see? I don’t fancy staying alive forever. Rather, I just want to live a life of impact that will live on forever while I’m resting without thinking of the hustle and bustle of life and how to make it better. So, yeah. I’m perfectly okay with the blue pill.
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