Sublime

notre réussite ?

Cet oubli de soi, qui passe le plus souvent inaperçu, a pourtant un impact sur notre construction.

Because I would have to learn to live in a different way, seeing death as an imposing itinerant visitor but knowing that even if I’m dying, until I actually die, I am still living.

Death is pushed to the margins in modern life. There is much drama about the funeral, but this often remains external and superficial. Our consumerist society has lost the sense of ritual and wisdom necessary to acknowledge this rite of passage. The person who has entered the voyage of death needs more in-depth care.

Nous devons accepter ce que nous sommes et la place que nous occupons, tout ce qui va bien et tout ce qui va mal, précisément parce que nous ne pouvons pas traiter tous les sujets à la fois.

Death and dying unite us in a common humanity.

Pour l'Occidental contemporain, même lorsqu'il est bien portant, la pensée de la mort constitue une sorte de bruit de fond qui vient emplir son cerveau dès que les projets et les désirs s'estompent. L'âge

Lost in a featureless wasteland of my own mortality, and finding no traction in the reams of scientific studies, intracellular molecular pathways, and endless curves of survival statistics, I began reading literature again: Solzhenitsyn’s Cancer Ward, B. S. Johnson’s The Unfortunates, Tolstoy’s Ivan Ilyich, Nagel’s Mind and Cosmos, Woolf, Kafka, Mo

However, when you think about it, a human being can never really grieve their own death. Death is always something that happens to other people around them.