"Is what you is, Void, what I am, or am I Other?" by KU Someone
  just summarized my life-death view of "the -" this way *"one is
  who he is, when he is what he is?!"*, prompting my reply It
  keeps me grounded. I also remind myself that I'm a 43 year man
  sitting in an ugly yellow chair behind a laptop on a lanai in
  [1]ken_location_spaceapproximately this relative location
  (because the Earth has moved since then relative to everything
  else). Once I have such things 'fixed' in my mind, launching
  into discussions about metaphorical subjective viewpoints of
  death and symbolism through the ages is akin to writing words on
  the typewriter of History, potentially as powerful and
  meaningful as Shakespeare were it not for the whims of business,
  marketing and positioning within culture and academia. Much
  besides death is out of our hands. The mysteries subject to
  interpretation, reinterpretation that consist of infinite walls
  reaching up to the highest heavens and wider than the planet,
  impenetratable, impervious to those of us staying at the empty
  sockets of a skull, hoping for some sort of superimposed
  dimension beyond this life to suddenly reveal itself to us, the
  flesh reappearing, the eyes instead providing channels into the
  brain, into the soul, transmitting understanding of "What's
  beyond that wall?" directly to us simply by asking the right
  questions - unlocking the riddles of the ages like a secret
  passcode. But the wall remains and we replace it with story and
  metaphor and belief and certainties. "Is this all there is? Yes"
  "Is this all there is? No" "Is this all there is? Maybe" and
  many other combinations thereof. But such are the nature of
  ultimate things out of human control beyond the stories we tell
  and the measurements we take. But this? These words I type right
  now? These are mine. here. Some may say they are not. There
  might be truth in there. There may not be. But like Hamlet's
  tortured soul, holding but the skull, we must pursue these
  impossible things eventually, staring into the void and asking,
  "Is what you is, Void, what I am, or am I Other?"

References

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