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That existential question .
After living many years away, places I call home, clear and blue sky, a more than normal degrees higher sun, old mates, and old habits soothed my pitchy, weary eyes. Above, the pink-golden April light grew brighter, and the seven per cent alcohol-content beers started to occupy our minds. “Why do we celebrate life?” my…
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Can we talk about death?
One thing we humans fear the most is fear. Our desolations distinguish our statuses, achievements, and happiness. They dissolve all things we think we are—our mind and body. Talking about death is like pricking needles onto a delicate baby. It scars us, wounds us, indeed, because death is what we value the most. As humans…