Death is the singular, pervasive, equalizing reality for all humanity. We are no better than any living thing in this respect. In fact, stones were revered because they "outlive" humans. Stonehenge exemplifies the reality of human hands that only have their trace in a monument. We see the monument today, but can only imagine the individuals who put it there. In the end, we all become phantasms of the mind.
I think about our society as a whole and how it is psychologically crafted around the issue of death. Everything from beer, to food, to disinfectants and clothes, all of these products they sell us try to convince us somehow we are eternal in this world. However, all around us we see people dying. It is no big deal in the end, without death, there would be no life. But, in the end it is death that brings us all together as one, not life. In life, everything is separate, can be described and criticized, but in death, no one can take anything with them. We still don't even know what happens when we die in truth.
