The one thing humans will never be able to overpower is death. 

Of course, we are trying our hardest to avoid it or prevent it. 

We don’t talk about death. It is tucked away from conversation until it becomes unavoidable. We don’t want to be reminded of death. Elders are housed separately. Even something as innocuous as dead leaves are swept and carted away. We don’t respect death. We see it only as the absence of living, a lesser state of being. 

What is more powerful than the elephant in the room that no one is talking about?

Will we ever be empowered if death is invisible and unacknowledged? If we never make sense of it? If we never face our mortality? Or that of our loved ones? 

I think not. 


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