Life and death
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We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones.
我们将要死亡,这使我们如此幸运。
Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.
许多人永远也不会失去生命,因为他们从来没有真正的出生。
The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara.
有能力的人能够直接明白我的话语,但是从未看过生命之光的人比撒哈拉的沙粒还要多。
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton.
那些未出生的天使包括比慈济还优秀的诗人,比牛顿还优秀的科学家。
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers the set of actual people.
我们知道这些是因为被基因赋予理性的人远远超过真实的人。
In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.
而平凡普通的你我,却赢得了这不可思议的几率。
We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?
有幸获得几率出生的我们,又有什么特权去抱怨时光无法倒流回到从前,我们无法永生不灭呢?