One point gleaned from reading Lewis Hyde's The Gift, is that we need death to grow.
Hyde focuses a great deal on Walt Whitman and Leaves of Grass and one metaphor in particular: grass over graves.
Death underneath provides the nutrients for the new blades to bloom.
We need death to grow. We need finitude for our lives to matter.
If we are eternal, there can be no value.
Death is the ground to your figure, always there, giving your life and your projects, definition.
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