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What is Tragedy?

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What is Tragedy?

　
　　　　　　　　　　　　ḤẠỤṆṬẸḌ
　　　　　　　“She herself is a haunted house.”
　　　　　　Angela Carter, Ṭḥẹ Ḅḷọọḍỵ C̣ḥạṃḅẹṛ
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　　　　　　　　⸻⸻ Prologue...
　　　　　　　　⸻⸻ Prologue...
I often think about death. In truth, it would be abnormal to not do it. To me, at least.; Death’s presence is a constant in my life, like the necessity to drink water in order not to fade, not to disappear into the unknown. To die, which therefore implies death. Even so, in the depths of
I often think about death. In truth, it would be abnormal to not do it. To me, at least.
its meaning, I don’t think about my own death. I don’t think about killing myself, I don’t think; about ending my life to give those who once knew me, casually or even in brief passing, a reason to wonder what thoughts have been roaming through my mind at the time of the act.
its meaning, I don’t think about my own death. I don’t think about killing myself, I don’t think
I don’t think about the death of a relative or of a strange face that my eyes happened to land; on one Sunday morning in my favorite coffee shop, enjoying a cup of tea, just because their coffee machine broke unexpectedly. I don’t think about the death of someone who calls themselves my enemy
I don’t think about the death of a relative or of a strange face that my eyes happened to land
without my awareness. I don’t even think about the death of the evilest person this earth has; ever seen. I don’t think about death that way. At all. I’m thinking about what death means, deep down in its origins of the Old English word. Or rather, what it’s supposed to mean.
without my awareness. I don’t even think about the death of the evilest person this earth has
And yet, sometimes I think it means absolutely nothing at all. Or maybe... everything at once.; As much as I would like to understand it, I feel like I’m drowning in inevitable confusion. And this confusion, is not induced by anything or anyone rather than my own brain, which seems to be
And yet, sometimes I think it means absolutely nothing at all. Or maybe... everything at once.
playing tricks on me most of the time. And then, the worst part, is that I don’t understand; what’s happening to me either. And I wish I could. There are lots of opinions regarding this aspect, what lies beyond when our soul passes into the afterlife. Many people strongly believe in the
playing tricks on me most of the time. And then, the worst part, is that I don’t understand
existence of Heaven and Hell, they are of the opinion that the good will reach the gates of; Heaven where the soul will find eternal peace, whereas the bad will fall into the burning flames of Hell, where it’s going to be punished for the sins during a troubled lifetime. Others choose to
existence of Heaven and Hell, they are of the opinion that the good will reach the gates of
believe in reincarnation, in the way that one life ends here on Earth and then another is born.; Somewhere else. Anywhere. Everything is seen as a smooth transition from one consciousness to another, without being aware of what you experienced before the moment of death – and people call this
believe in reincarnation, in the way that one life ends here on Earth and then another is born.
déjà vu. They say that the impression of the repetition of a particular sensation, be it auditory,; olfactory, or even sensory, is a small part of what your previous life meant in a specific moment. Then, there are people who are more than sure that after death there is nothing.
déjà vu. They say that the impression of the repetition of a particular sensation, be it auditory,
– or whatever color represents nothing in this matter of judgement. And they die hoping that; they will only be remembered through the people who once knew them. Hope is one thing defining this theory. But, despite everything, there are also people who can’t really imagine what happens after
– or whatever color represents nothing in this matter of judgement. And they die hoping that
death. Clueless people. Despite all these possibilities, the infinite theories, they can’t find; their own perspective on death. Like me. I think a lot about death without being able to truly understand it. Of course, you would think that trying to understand something that people are utterly
death. Clueless people. Despite all these possibilities, the infinite theories, they can’t find
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