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The Denial of Death essentially makes two points: 1. Humans are unique in that we’re the only animals that can conceptualize and think about ourselves abstractly. Dogs don’t sit around and worry about their career. Cats don’t think about their past mistakes or wonder what would have happened if they’d done something differently. Monkeys don’t argue over future possibilities, just as fish don’t sit around wondering if other fish would like them more if they had longer fins. As humans, we’re blessed with the ability to imagine ourselves in hypothetical situations, to contemplate both the past and the future, to imagine other realities or situations where things might be different. And it’s because of this unique mental ability, Becker says, that we all, at some point, become aware of the inevitability of our own death. Because we’re able to conceptualize alternate versions of reality, we are also the only animal capable of imagining a reality without ourselves in it. This realization causes what Becker calls “death terror,” a deep existential anxiety that underlies everything we think or do. 2. Becker’s second point starts with the premise that we essentially have two “selves.” The first self is the physical self—the one that eats, sleeps, snores, and poops. The second self is our conceptual self—our identity, or how we see ourselves. Becker’s argument is this: We are all aware on some level that our physical self will eventually die, that this death is inevitable, and that its inevitability—on some unconscious level scares the shit out of us. Therefore, in order to compensate for our fear of the inevitable loss of our physical self, we try to construct a conceptual self that will live forever. This Is why people try so hard to put their names on buildings, on statues, on spines of books. It’s why we feel compelled to spend so much time giving ourselves to others, especially to children, in the hopes that our influence— our conceptual self—will last way beyond our physical self. That we will be remembered and revered and idolized long after our physical self ceases to exist. Becker called such efforts our “immortality projects,” projects that allow our conceptual self to live on way past the point of our physical death. All of human civilization, he says, this is basically a result of immortality projects: the cities and governments and structures and authorities in place today were all immortality projects of men and women who came before us. They are the remnants of conceptual selves that ceased to die. Names like Jesus, Muhammad, Napoleon, and Shakespeare are just as powerful today as when those men lived, if not more so. And that’s the whole point. Whether it be through mastering an art form, conquering a new land, gaining great riches, or simply having a large and loving family that will live on for generations, all the meaning in our life is shaped by this innate desire to never truly die.

ኢዮብ ትሬሳ: It's not always that I see her smile not often see her shine through my eye but this one time I saw her just this one time I feel her she was being annoyed by her friend she was also sad about how their relationship end also worried about what she is going to do now that all her good feelings left her too through all these feelings through all these madness she make her face the way she never did and make it the way she will never do there were a tears in her eyes that tries to win her feelings there is also annoyance that I see which make her tears none to see and there is a confusion in her face not knowing about which feeling to embrace love or hate to move on or to stay to forgive or to slay that's when I see her that's when I feel her she doesn't choose this or that she doesn't make it black or white she just chose to love and hate embrace both on a balanced scale smile through your darken face and scream like a bitch in your happiest case so I say A girl is neither meant to stay nor meant to leave but to hate her for a moment and love so long as you live @EyobTeresa

Apologies I'm sorry I'm sorry for everything I have said and done, You deserved way better... Every hapiness in the world, but for you, I couldn't become the one... I'm sorry, You deserved to hear better words, I should've shown love I should've chosen better songs. I'm sorry, I should've been there, Through hard times beside you, Be present with everything you need Stay away from things that make your heart bleed. I'm sorry, I made life hard on you, I should've walked away Should've listened to my inner voice Everything it said, was all along, true. I'm sorry I'll keep apologizing until my body runs cold, There were things I ignored, things I was meant to see, But I'm only left with apologies... So I'm sorry dear me. By: firdows

🥀Pure evil🥀 She's such a beautiful evil, The feelings she give me is so hard to deal. She knows things that i could never know Gifted for Manipulating the heart that's how she was born. No matter how much i read and how much i know, When i see her eyes my intelligence will be gone. Hearts and minds feelings that disguise, She can control. Pure evil but also beautiful, With a human body that doesn't have a soul.