But despite the staunchest, most venerable defenses, we can never completely subdue death anxiety: it is always there, lurking in some hidden ravine of the mind. It is curious how demotivational quotes seem to me sometimes more realistic and motivating, unlike many motivational quotes, which seem just a bunch of sweet lies. Especially the part "If we were to conduct the most hardened and callous optimist through hospitals, infirmaries, operating theaters, through prisons, torture chambers, and slave-hovels, over battlefields and to places of execution; if we were to open him all the dark abodes of misery, where it shuns the gaze of cold curiosity, and finally were to allow him to glance into the dungeon of Ugolino where prisoners starved to death, he too would certainly see in the end what kind of a best of all possible worlds this is.
The reason many people view life as a great thing is because they select and store only the positive images of it, to the best of their ability, of course. Who in their right mind will put some sort of beauty before the suffering of a human being?
Apparently being in a concentration camp and losing her husband there taught her 'to be thankful for everything'. Well, nature might be pleasing to the eye but if you know what really goes on in nature, then it becomes the ugliest thing ever. Well, in a way I'm happy that she is the way she is because if she wasn't "thankful for everything", if she actually faced everything that happened, she would go insane.
But now many people see her as an icon for how to live your life (in the comments under the video). It's no longer in print and a bit on the expensive side (32 Euro on Amazon for a used one), but I found the money to be well spent.
Here was a man who now for the first time found himself looking into the eyes of death--who was passing through one of those rare moments of experience when we feel the truth of a commonplace, which is as different from what we call knowing it, as the vision of waters upon the earth is different from the delirious vision of the water which cannot be had to cool the burning tongue. Dying is like coming to the end of a long novel--you only regret it if the ride was enjoyable and left you wanting more. It seems a strange and repugnant conclusion that with the cessation of consciousness at death, there ceases to be any knowledge of having existed. We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream: it may be so the moment after death.
Brief and powerless is man's life; on him and all his race the slow, sure doom falls pitiless and dark. When a house has just lost its soul, a stricken silence falls over the sudden emptiness that no one will fill again.
Death is a great revealer of what is in a man, and in its solemn shadow appear the naked lineaments of the soul. Being dead will be no different from being unborn -- I shall be just as I was in the time of William the Conqueror or the dinosaurs or the trilobites. What does thou ail, O mortal man, or to what purpose is to spend thy life in groans and complaints, under the apprehensions of Death?
All stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you. Are not the thoughts of the dying often turned towards the practical, painful, obscure, visceral aspect, towards the "seamy side" of death which is, as it happens, the side that death actually presents to them and forces them to feel, and which far more closely resembles a crushing burden, a difficulty in breathing, a destroying thirst, than the abstract idea to which we are accustomed to give the name of Death? When among the graves of thy fellows, walk with circumspection; thine own is open at thy feet.

Celebrity Death Trivia - a collection of trivia questions on the death of famous public figures.
Still others attempt to transcend the painful separateness of death by way of merger—with a loved one, a cause, a community, a Divine Being. Actually, I was regretting that last sentence on my comment because I have watched this video right afterwards.
For whence did Dante get the material for his hell, if not from this actual world of ours?
Although some claim they don't, that they're aware of the horrors yet value 'the beauty' or whatever - more. They showed polar bears desperately trying to find food while at the same time trying to protect their cubs. But, just because I'm happy that she has such an optimistic attitude, doesn't mean she isn't delusional.
I just can't force myself to read his novels (because I've always hated fiction, don't have the patience for it), but the straight-to-the point non-fiction is great. Only the delivery to my country would cost another 25 bucks.(( although i can find a used copy for just $18.
Christianity teaches to place utmost importance on the afterlife and forget the earthly pleasures.
When the commonplace 'We must all die' transforms itself suddenly into the acute consciousness 'I must die--and soon,' then death grapples us, and his fingers are cruel; afterwards, he may come to fold us in his arms as our mother did, and our last moment of dim earthly discerning may be like the first. Most people live in denial of Death's patient courtship until, late in life and deep in sickness, they become aware of him sitting bedside.
And all the noises that may be made later in that house will be like a scandalous din, ugly echoes from one room to another, from one corridor to another, sharp and discordant as if the walls are no longer able to absorb any music once the source of harmony has been taken away.
Bookended by oblivion, we are caught in the vice of terror, squeezed to bursting by the approaching end. Because we cannot live frozen in fear, we generate methods to soften death’s terror.
Death anxiety is the mother of all religions, which, in one way or another, attempt to temper the anguish of our finitude. But at least they won't pay attention and bother themselves with the misery of others, not directly related to them, with the misery of animals - in captivity and in the wild. The truth is that without limiting the contents of our consciousness, we wouldn't be able to take it, life that is. You'd think they'd be more atheistic than ever, thinking what kind of god would permit this to happen, but no, you see them praising the lord. But today, where earthly pleasures are relatively easily attainable, people no longer need to justify life's suffering with illusory afterlife when more immediate fun and relaxation is available. The imagine the state to be one in which they can have emotions such as they now have on contemplating the cessation of life. But this strange detail about the power of death can only be picked up by ears that are very attentive to the smallest murmurs of life.

Are they not vanish'd and lost in the flux of time, as if thou hadst put water into a sieve? God, as formulated transculturally, not only softens the pain of mortality through some vision of everlasting life but also palliates fearful isolation by offering an eternal presence, and provides a clear blueprint for living a meaningful life. One girl once told me 'I am sorry animals have to suffer but I just like meat more than animals.' Well, at least that's honest. And as the polar bear was doing this, they put a little circus-like music in the background as if the whole situation was comical. Because that helps them pull thru and avoid living in constant fear of what else life may do to them for no reason at all, when they least expect it.
But at the last all the mental powers simultaneously ebb, as do the bodily powers, and with them goes the capacity for emotion in general. Rational people go through these empty spaces with the serenity of a lawyer, and their indulgent smiles categorise you if you decide to point out in their presence that there is something lacking in the atmosphere. Bethink thyself then of retreat, and leave the world with the same content and satisfaction as a well satisfied guest rises from an agreeable feast. Although I doubt she really has the vivid images of animal torture in her head when thinking that. Looking for beauty is simply a coping mechanism and if you see beauty everywhere, you're not thinking it trough.
Helps them believe the horror happened for a reason, is part of some mysterious plan and some day there will be prizes given and wounds healed.
You can spend your entire life blaming the world, but your successes or failures are entirely your own responsibility.
It is, indeed, possible that in its last stages consciousness is occupied by a not displeasurable sense of rest.
We can only infer that it is a specialized and individualized form of that Infinite and Eternal Energy which transcends both our knowledge and our imagination; and that at death its elements lapse into the Infinite and Eternal Energy whence they were derived.
And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life.
And on top of that, polar bears usually die of starvation because when they get older, they become slower, less agile and so forth and eventually just stop being able to find food.
The power of numbers is never more evident than when we use them to speculate on the time of our dying.
Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.

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