Hi Tilt, I reckon if I was 17 and lost the use of my legs I would be pretty freaked out. Maybe the experience is so sudden and so close that for some it becomes impossible to process initially - hence the denial. I do understand what you mean about teenagers and twenty-somethings behaving like they'll live forever. Maybe there is a disconnect between conceptual understanding of mortality and developing a sense of one's own mortality.
Hi Peter, very interesting what you said (earlier).
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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