Given a euphemism is a substitute for an otherwise harsh word or phrase, but many times used in practice to encapsulate any allusion, I ponder the euphemism for “life”. Or, is life a euphemism for death. Death of feeling, of all we agreed to be when we received the lottery of life. A corollary of God’s (or the gods) amusement. We struggle in oblivion mostly, doing our physiological best to avoid the signs. The signs of eternal darkness. Pleading with our God (or the gods) that we might suffer death, to endure, transform, be an ant at least! Yet, we suffer the myopic euphemism of life.

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