The functional irretrievable point of one's own, let alone an other's, justifiable point for continued voluntary existence. [Omitting whatever involuntary circumstances that would extend your existence].
When is that time when you consciously (or others b/c of your physiological incapacity) must come to the conclusion that your life's value beyond some fetish of emotional attachment is beyond any feasibly, functional contribution so that your existence is not a de facto parasite (no matter the altruism) on the provider of that extension beyond your own capabilities?
Yeah,
the subject 'of concern' holds the leverage by, their prospective
prognosis, what THEY DESIRE as a self-valued life. For BOTH the
subject and his care support network, I wonder what would be their
logical extrapolation they'd apply to others based on their expectations
for their actions and wants
WHAT'S
the limit of your caring-altruism-love? What or How much would you
clutch to life beyond your own mental, let alone physical productivity,
knowing the sacrifice others would have to do under an ethos of
'love/caring' in time, energy, emotions so that you can have their
obliged fetish of caring for you, an ornament of emotion? How
transferable would be that "loving/caring" to a mundane, every day
"need' of an other for an equivalent time, energy, emotion that you'd do
for 'a loved one' or WOULD ALLOW others to do for you?
If
it came down to me being in a lovingly maintained vegetative state:
Kevorkian I'll summon from the dimensions of the Netherworld.
Give me the 'engagement of Sartre', best iterated by Russell Crowe in 'Gladiator': https://youtu.be/Seu0oyH95Uw?t=11 -"Hold
the line! Stay with me! If you find yourself alone, riding in the green
fields with the sun on your face, do not be troubled. For you are in
Elysium, and you’re already dead!"
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