I can't see how life means anything _without_ death. And
joy is impossible without admitting pain. Which has always
struck me as unfair, despite it being the generating fire of
poetry.
The only other alternative is analgesics, which get rid of
everything. Why the line in Endgame - "There are no more
painkillers" - is so devastating, and funny.
Knowledge of human finitude is the beginning of awareness.
Interesting watching it occur in my smallest son, who is now beginning
to process that people (including him) die, which at the same time
making that huge leap in consciousness which happens at about
seven.
Best
Alison
Except for
pain and death, life
is a poem
from your 'Mission Creep' Frederick....... I'm wondering how you
can separate pain and death/life and poetry. It is a way of
dividing experience into pairs that I find difficult to
understand.
any thoughts?
Liz