Life ends at 20

That is a title of one of the many stories I’m supposed to be working on. But just like the other ideas, I’m more about ideas, abstracts and summaries, than about realizing them. I’m not even posting my literary ideas and plots, although I could have created a plot/screenplay category… Anyway, the plot of the story revolves around personal experiences and observations that I have been able to document during the past decade or so. Many people I knew 15 years ago are not further in their lives that they have been. In fact, some of them went backward! As amazing as it can sound, some of the people I know, that are 35 years old now, are on the same level or actually have less insight, than themselves when they were 20. Good things I kept notes from the old days.

Really, I realize how important history is every day. And just to think that so few people pay any practical attention to it. Yes, yes, many are repeating “History is doomed to repeat itself” and stuff like that. But they are all slogans. Empty words. What people need is to understand it. To comprehend what it means.

It’s nice and simple life until adulthood. Most importantly, you have a predetermined life path, a ladder to climb, a destination to reach. Just think about it.

  • Level 1. You are playing with your toys, and you need to play harder in order to qualify for nursery. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 2. You are talking and jumping, and you need to talk more and jump harder in order to qualify for kindergarten. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 3. You can count to five, and can tell the difference between ocean and river. And now you need to talk about even more differences, and count to larger numbers, in order to qualify for the Elementary school. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 4. You start to get a taste of physics, grammar, divisions and other cool sciency stuff. There are also some cool social studies stuff. They want you to do more stuff in order to qualify for the Middle School. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 5. You start to get a taste of advancing knowledge, and you learn and play. Mostly you play, but you think that you mostly learn. They want more of it in order for you to qualify for the High school. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 6. High School. Enough said. They want you to do this cool High Schooling so you can go to college. No problems. Yeah, good times. You know what needs to be done.
  • Level 7. University… and then what? a job?
  • Level 8. Job?

So what needs to be done now? Now you’re lost. You thought you’d just advance, advance, advance, but suddenly, there is nowhere to advance. You need to make up your own destiny… Wow! Hold your horses, there, partner. Own destiny? What’s that? I’ll just do what I used to do for the next 60 years or so…

But how can anyone arrive to that conclusion? It’s so lame to lead uninteresting life. I mean, there are no excuses. It’s your life, and if it seems boring, than you made it boring. Oh, wait, I don’t want to go there… Unnecessarily drawing flak… It’s supposed to be a story. A story I’ll probably not ever finish. EVER. But what I wanted to post is the statistical proof of all this.

  1. Ask your friends, do you really know more than when you were 20? Ask yourself this question as well.
  2. This graph from research:
Current Job Position Compared to the Starting Point

Current Job Position Compared to the Starting Point

What? 62%, the majority of the population, are in worse position compared to when they have started? Really? In 20 years you go from a measily floating ball with a funny tail, swimming towards the egg, trying to kill your hundred of thousands of brethren in the process (since if they’d win, you’d die), so You win the mighty race and deemed worthy of life. You’ve conquered the egg! The mighty egg! And in twenty years (19.3 if you want to count gestation) you what? You end your life? 62% of you?

WHY?