I like thinking about the fragility of the human flesh and our bodies - our decay and eventual death.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Research challenges the materialistic understanding of death, according to which biological death represents the final end of existence and of all conscious activity.
I think I want to talk about life from the point of view of death.
It's the decomposition that gets me. You spend your whole life looking after your body. And then you rot away.
I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth.
I think that there is something beautiful about mortality. It makes our decisions mean more.
Coming to terms with the fear of death is conducive to healing, positive personality transformation, and consciousness evolution.
Death may simply be an alteration in consciousness, a transition for continued life in a nonmaterial form.
Death, the real simile for disease - for when we are ill, do we not always feel like we are dying, even if it's only a little? - remains, despite our secularism, the most metaphoricised phenomenon of all.
It is not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather, our concern must be to live while we're alive - to release our inner selves from the spiritual death that comes with living behind a facade designed to conform to external definitions of who and what we are.
Bodily decay is gloomy in prospect, but of all human contemplations the most abhorrent is body without mind.