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Lately I've been reading up on existentialism, focusing mainly on the works of Camus and Sartre. During my reading, I've found myself being confronted with the infamously menacing thoughts of my mortality. Natural, right ? Who doesn't think about it ? As sentient beings conscious of our inevitable fate, it's only natural that we're visited by these thoughts every once in a while. Lately though it's been on my mind a lot more, especially after finishing The Myth of Sisyphus and The Stranger.
How do you accept the crushing oblivion that awaits you ?
Will you welcome the eternal darkness when you're on your death bed ? Or will you remain hesitant and fear it till your very last breath ?
How do you prepare for the great plunge into the unknown ?
How do you accept the crushing oblivion that awaits you ?
Will you welcome the eternal darkness when you're on your death bed ? Or will you remain hesitant and fear it till your very last breath ?
How do you prepare for the great plunge into the unknown ?