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This is the biggest cliche after you get back from the doctor. It’s a kinda regular routine. The doctor tells you “if you don’t stop smoking you will die!” and you get back home willing to change everything in your life. You start exercizing and dieting. Everything is easy because you feel so strong-minded. After a week something happens and all that will fades. It’s like your health is not really important and living with no pleasures is no life at all. I did that a couple times so i know how it goes. This time it was a little different. This time the danger is more concrete. Either i do loose weight and start exercizing or i don’t have much more than five years. As i’m 41 now i really think i’m too young to leave like that. I still have a lot to do and i don’t think five years is enough so i’ll have to do as i was told. Now that’s a tricky thing. How will i be able to do something i was never able before? I was fat my entire life and diet after diet my strengh to push forward vanished a long time ago. Ok. To learn you have no other way out should be enough. I guess and i really hope so but i’m really afraid of what can happen if i’m not able to go all the way and more importantly stay there. To loose weight is one thing but to stay thin is another much more difficult. So you guys know i’m 260 pounds now. I need to get below 180 fast and keep it that way for as long as i live. All i can tell now is that i feel strong and is going easy. But it’s been only three days and i don’t know what’s gonna happen in two months. In a year. I just hope for my own sake that i can do it.

There’s a story by a very famous Brasilian writer and it goes like this: “Once upon a time in a village the doctor that took care from the psychiatric hospital decided that the method used to decide if a person is crazy was inacurate. Noticed that the bar was subjective. How can you know how much madness is mad enough? So he decided to change the bar. From that day on anyone that used bad words was considered mad. Anyone that spoke in a loud voice was concidered mad. Anyone that would drink or do any unhealthy thing was considered mad. Why not? Any sane person would prefer to have a good health. So after six months every person that lived or passed by the village was locked in the psychiatric hospital. The Doctor wondered about that situation and decided that if this matter is so subjective it was impossible that everyone but him were mad so he was the one who was mad and he decided to release everybody and lock himself.” I used this little tale of a great importance to wonder about today’s life and what could be called madness. All my conclusions point to the theoty that we all live in a giant mad house and that’s why there is no need to lock anyone. People are so intenselly caught in their day to day activities doing everything as it was the biggest emergency in the world that they don’t stop to look at each other and realize that’s pure madness. We are living too fast and too worried. Too Stressed and too scared. Too cold and to far from other people. Too ocupied to enjoy the little things. I guess when we stop we realize it’s already late for a change of plans. That’s why i remembered this little tale so we can wonder what is too much and think about looking a little bit to ourselves…

Today i was pending some time with my father. He has already seventy and he was talking about how long he would still live. Maybe more twenty years. I asked if it was enough and he say it was because after a certain age is not really good to be alive when you can’t have quality of life. He is exactly on this edge. His health is perfect and he is more active than me but the next decade may change that a lot. So i told him that probably that was time enough not only because of loss in life quality but also because it can get boring. At his age he says he learned all that is to learn and the tricks are getting repetitive. In many situations he mentions that. So if he was supposed to live for two hundred years for an example. He would probably get really tired of doing the same things over and over. Am i right? Is what we have more than enough or i’m just too young to judge? I know to me it’s not near enough but i can understand that someday it can get really repetitive and one can get tired of live. That can only mean one thing. If there’s a life after this either our mind works in a very different way in any or it can be only hell. Even the better thing in life if we repeat too many times it ends up becoming really annoying. That’s something to think about when wondering about “eternity”.