Life is dangerous.

 Life’s dangerous.

(Life is dangerous; it always ends in death.)  

Today is Wednesday, the 17th of September 2025. Summer is definitely over, the skies are grey, and there’s a very faint drizzle falling. It’s one of those days when you wish you had spent an extra hour in bed. 

I listen to the ‘news’ (or the ‘selected events’) on the radio, and the day gets worse. Israel is still going ahead with the genocide of the Palestinian population in Gaza while the majority of the rest of the world just looks on. (I’m trying to convince myself that the idea that there is a worldwide ‘Jewish Lobby’ is absurd). 

Putin (Russia's little Napoleon)  continues with his war of attrition in Ukraine. Donald Trump, America's most well-known sex offender, is still in office, plotting some sort of civil war in the United States. The world is getting scarier each day. 

By the way, did I mention that AI is gradually taking over from us humans on lots of levels, and our ideas are now almost all defined by how we have trained our own algorithm stream? Happy days, right? 

Now I could just think “this is all far from my bed, and has no effect on my life” (ignore it all and it might go away), but it all will eventually have some effect on our cosy little lives here in the west. So what to do? 

I’m past going to rallies and demonstrations, I’ve done my time on that treadmill, walked up and down the main street in Brussels, thinking something might change, hell, maybe it did, but I didn’t notice much difference in my day-to-day life. 

And yet, the news weighs heavily on my mind, the senseless loss of life in Genocides and wars, the hate mongering from Trumpists, the absolute despicable greed of billionaires and oligarchs, makes me sick. Additionally, the way we, the majority, fight among ourselves and allow all this to continue is a significant source of frustration. But still, the problem remains ‘what to do’? 

Recently, I have (mentally) taken a step back, because this all isn’t a recent problem; we humans have been our own biggest enemy since the beginning of our time on this planet. We’re capable of great acts of innovation, empathy, love and peace, but at the same time, we seem to periodically take time out from greatness to smash each other's skulls in (mainly for profit or pure power). At the moment, we are entering one such period. Not a pretty sight, but hey! It’s human nature, and we’re humans. 

Still, the question remains: what to do about the troubled mind? Call me a coward, but as I said, I have taken a step back, I look at life and what it throws at us as a spectator, as an audience member, watching an absurd theatre production, which life basically is. It’s life, humans live through good times and bad, all produced by our own intelligence and shortcomings. 

All this struggle, all this hatred and discomfort, and why? We all die in the end; life isn’t infinite on a personal level. We know how our lives end, and that is death. Realising this and accepting it should at least make us less violent and hateful toward each other, seeing that we are all in the same boat. O.K., we will always have differences of opinion on all sorts of problems and challenges that life throws at us, but knowing how it ends should at least make us all a little bit more ‘chilled out’ about how we are toward others. 

Life is short, life is temporary, and as they say, ‘none of us are getting out of it alive’, so chill the F*** out, and try and get some meaning and fun out of it.