What, Exactly, Is My Status?

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What, Exactly, Is My Status?


How many aircraft pilots, upon deciding they will become pilots, wonder if they’ll ultimately die in a plane crash? I’m not talking about aircraft pilots who become pilots through military service. It’s reasonable to assume taking this route to piloting comes with greater odds one will die while piloting a military aircraft.

My guess would be that most pilots, outside of the military, become pilots with absolutely no thought they’ll die while flying. Far more people die in road crashes than in aircraft crashes, but I believe hardly anyone gets in their car always wondering if they’ll die taking the car out this time. A small number of people may, however.

What brought this question to mind for me, was reading about a plane crash. I wondered if, to the pilot, once he or she knew crashing was inevitable, the crash became confirmation of the imagined ending they’d been carrying in the back of their minds all that time - that they would probably die this way.

Then I realized I’m asking this question of myself; as though I am that pilot.

Have you ever had a close call with death? If you have, how did it make you feel? Each time you remember it; what is its message to you? Do you ever think about the outcomes possible if you had died in the incident instead? Are you absolutely, one hundred percent sure you didn’t die then?


Is it even possible for you to be sure you didn’t?


This is a recurring theme that pops into my mind at times. I’ve had more than one close call with death during my life, and sometimes I do wonder if I actually died but I’m not aware that I died, and I’m now existing in some afterlife scenario that just seems like “normal” living. After all, sometimes it can seem like Hell here on earth, as some human noted a very long time ago.

Maybe I died and ended up in this particular hell in which I find myself. It’s possible, but then there are good things that happen here in my present, observed existence, wherever that may be, and I don’t think the actual real Hell allows good things to happen to its inhabitants anyway.

I believe it’s the split-second timing of close calls with death, that periodically causes me to keep reconsidering whether or not I am dead or alive, as that split-second between life and death comes with odds. The odds I made it versus the odds I didn’t make it. Is it even possible for me to know definitively, which state I am in presently?

I don’t think it is really.

“Life is what you make it,” is an old saying that tells us we are responsible for the type and quality of life we live, good or bad, and how successful we’ll be. It can seem pretty illusionary and in fact, there are plenty of people who claim that life itself is an illusion.

Even science is coming to this conclusion now. In 2016, it was reported that “Researchers prove reality doesn’t exist.”

If reality doesn’t exist, there’s actually nothing we can imagine that is too crazy to think about or consider; right?

Of course, when they say reality doesn’t exist, they clarify by saying the non-existence occurs on a ”quantum level.” They also say their “confirmed” findings became a tool by which they successfully tested and “confirmed” physicist “John Wheeler’s delayed-choice theory.

John Wheeler’s delayed-choice theory considers “a moving object that was given the choice to act like a wave or a particle… and at what point does it ‘decide’ to act like one or the other.”

This is pretty deep stuff. Based on the above experiment to test the theory, could the findings translate to and further illustrate that after experiencing a close call with death, a confused reaction over whether we are alive or not might not be that crazy after all?

I used to own a motorcycle that, at the time I purchased it new, was the fastest production motorcycle one could buy. It was nothing to zip down the highway at 120 mph. The bike was so powerful that if I held the throttle wide open in the highest gear, the front end would eventually rise up off the pavement.

Every time I rode it I had such fun, but later when I was at home and thinking about my earlier ride, there were many times I frightened myself recalling how I’d ridden the bike. I’d think about that fact that if I’d hit even a pebble lying on the road, it could kill me instantly if I’d hit it with my front tire at the speed I was travelling.

I just couldn’t stop myself from riding like a crazy idiot. I sold the bike because I knew it would eventually kill me if I kept it. I was proud I never actually had a close call with death on that bike, though I knew I would at some point, because I was unable to control myself due to the thrill of speed and power.

With the sale of the motorcycle, on which I’d do crazy, dangerous, life-threatening things uncontrollably, I assured myself that I would not be dying while riding it. But, was I just that good at riding that I was doing all those crazy things on that monster bike without concern, or was there another element involved?

After all, at that point in my life I’d already lived (?) through and “survived” two close calls with death.

I still can’t help but wonder; am I really that lucky?

What, Exactly, Is My Status? © free-reign 2020


Source of information used and quoted in this post: https://www.express.co.uk/news/science/738402/life-an-ILLUSION-reality-does-not-exist-if-you-are-not-looking-at-it

Sources for images used in this post:

Beyond Death: Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Sunset Monument: Image by Gerard Mak from Pixabay
Smiley: Image by Magic Creative from Pixabay
Math Formula: Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Motorcycle:Image by Alexander Lesnitsky from Pixabay


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Great writing piece. Who is to say that you had already experienced death in this way and the energy that you are was speaking to you and telling you it would not end well if you kept the bike.
We are all energy and have had a lot of experiences already.

Thanks for reading! Exactly. I don't think we can know the whole story here in this existence. So many ways we can look at "reality" and by doing so, miss out on how things are actually working.

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Like you, I have had a few VERY close calls with death. Split second decisions or fractions of millimetres saved me! I'm so glad I'm not the only one that has had the crazy thought that maybe I did die and this is death... Maybe I wasn't lucky and this is the hell that's been chosen for me. Hahahaha I think that thought must be common, but I don't know. Maybe it is just me and you that think that way.

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Haha! I'll tell you, it's kind of awesome knowing now that someone else feels this way... And thank you for the curation! :)

Very interesting essay! That you knew the bike would eventually kill you is the most interesting part for me. Despite the feelings of invincibility it gave you, you were able to recognize that these feelings (part of observed existence) could bring to an end your life whatever that is, and you chose living to dying, an unknown. I am not at all sure what I am trying to say, but let it be known that this little essay of yours is percolating through my brain in a good way. Thanks for writing it.

Thanks! The things I did on that bike were just insane. The bad part was that I had a baby girl at the time and I was doing really stupid things that threatened my family's income and livelihood. I believe that was the big knock in the head I needed to accept that I needed to change and be a bit more responsible.

Thanks for reading and your support, and see you in round 7! :)

Seriously interesting. I cannot say that I had near-death experiences like that, but, I encountered a near-death experience with encephalitis when I was a student. Exciting stuff when your brain swells.

I am amazed that you could walk away from the power behind your own hands when you did. It is such a heady thing, holding on to it and observing it from the front row. That sixth sense that brought you to a scary reality is also intoxicating. Knowing that you have that much control over the power of the thrill.

I shouldn't be reading this before coffee. Awesome write.


I think your experience with encephalitis could qualify here, for the same considerations - are you sure you made it through and you're alive? :)

With the bike, it just began to weigh too heavy on my mind to keep riding it when I knew I couldn't prevent myself from acting absolutely crazy on it. I was married and had a baby daughter at the time, (all grown up now), so I did it more for the security of my family. I knew how I rode was stupid, but the only way I could make sure I was safe was to stop.

Glad you enjoyed reading and thank you!

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