Today, of Death

Monday, 2 September 2002

to­day i talk about death. log­i­cal­ly peo­ple should have no fear of death. il­log­i­cal­ly we try var­i­ous and sundry forms to pro­long our lives and use ter­mi­nol­o­gy such as es­cape, cheat, and avoid in ref­er­ence to death. News flash. no one can es­cape, cheat or avoid death. pe­ri­od. life and death are di­choto­mous and can­not ex­ist apart from their op­po­site. if there is no death, there can be no vi­able idea of life if it has no point of ref­er­ence, no fini­tude. per­haps that is why in­fin­i­ty is so hard to com­pre­hend, since we are in­fi­nite­ly fi­nite. this holds true for all di­chotomies.

there is al­so the null set, in­dif­fer­ence, lack of ei­ther life/​death, love/​hate, sacred/​profane. where all is void. un­ex­plain­able by me.