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As Ripe Fruit Falls of Itself, Might Death Be So Too?
If, for one who has ripened a whole life, death is as natural as ripe fruit falling of itself, can old age and death be not a dread but the fruit of ripening?
Unripe fruit is plucked only by force, but ripe fruit falls of itself. So too a life, ripened, lets go.
This question split whether to see old age and death as decline or as fruit. Cicero, absorbing both Stoic and Epicurean views of death, painted aging not as a succession of losses but as the season in which wisdom and calm ripen — in a well-ripened life, even death is a natural letting-go. This was a defense against the common view that took old age for youth's shabby shadow. From the other side many poets and thinkers sang aging and death as the guttering of light and bade one fight against it. Later Montaigne, following Cicero, said calmly that "nature will teach us how to die." Is death a forced breaking-off, or a ripening and falling of itself — Cicero stood most gently on "ripening and falling."
In an age that paints aging only as a decline to be resisted, Cicero's image — falling of itself like ripe fruit — clothes old age and death in the texture of fruit rather than fear.
Instead of lamenting aging, Cicero paints old age as the season in which life ripens.
📝I, Too, Stand Before It
Instead of lamenting aging, Cicero paints old age as the season in which life ripens. Unripe fruit must be plucked by force, but ripe fruit lets go of the branch of itself; so for one who has lived fully, death is not violence but a natural release. If to die young is to be plucked unripe, to die ripened is to fall of oneself. I sense this image lets us see death not as disaster but as fruit — not as dread but as ripening. I stand before this question too, quietly reckoning whether my days are ripening well enough that they might one day let go of the branch of themselves.
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