No doubt many people have the feeling that to talk about death at all is, in effect, to conjure it up mentally, to bring it closer in such a way that one has to face up to the inevitability of one's own eventual demise. So, to spare ourselves this psychological trauma, we decide just to try to avoid the topic as much as possible.
Interpretation
People often avoid discussing death to escape the discomfort of acknowledging their own mortality.
Raymond Moody highlights the psychological tendency of individuals to steer clear of conversations about death, driven by a desire to avoid the emotional pain associated with confronting their own mortality. This avoidance can lead to a deep-seated fear of death and a reluctance to engage with the reality of life’s impermanence, demonstrating the struggle between human instinct and the acknowledgment of an inevitable end.
In practice
In a speech about embracing life, one might say, 'As Raymond Moody reminds us, avoiding the topic of death can keep us from fully living.'
People into hard sciences, neurophysiology, often ignore a core philosophical question: 'What is the relationship between our unique, inner experience of conscious awareness and material substance?' The answer is: We don't know, and some people are so terrified to say, 'I don't know.'
I have absolutely no fear of death. From my near-death research and my personal experiences, death is, in my judgment, simply a transition into another kind of reality.
The subject of death is taboo. We feel, perhaps only subconsciously, that to be in contact with death in any way, even indirectly, somehow confronts us with the prospect of our own deaths, draws our own deaths closer and makes them more real and thinkable.
The wicked exist in this world either to be converted or that through them the good may exercise patience.
We shake with joy, we shake with grief. _x000D_ What a time they have, these two _x000D_ housed as they are in the same body.
Everything's much too big here,' thought Moominmamma. 'Or perhaps I'm too small.
Seeing Anonymous primarily as a cybersecurity threat is like analyzing the breadth of the antiwar movement and 1960s counterculture by focusing only on the Weathermen.
Let sanguine healthy-mindedness do its best with its strange power of living in the moment and ignoring and forgetting, still the evil background is really there to be thought of, and the skull will grin in at the banquet.
But once a dead God, always a dead God, even resurrected. The Son must have the taste of death forever in his mouth. The Trinity must be tainted by it; there must be a certain stench at the right hand of God the Father. The horror must be real. Why would God wish that upon Himself? Why not leave death to mortals? Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? -- Love. That was his answer.
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