Still about death - this time with Merleau-Ponty
"We only understand the absence or the death of a friend in the moment in which we expect a response from him and feel [éprouver] that there will no longer be one. At first we avoid asking the question in order not to have to perceive this silence and we turn away from regions of our life where we could encounter this nothingness, but this is to say that we discern them." - Merleau-Ponty, Phenomenology of Perception I often wish I could call someone who has died. To ask them to stop being dead. We miss you, come back. I know there is no one answering the phone, and another person telling me on that phone that the person I wanted to reach is not there anymore would hurt me even more. So I abstain from calling. Seeing their grave still seems somewhat absurd. To some I have got used to already. I know the person is not around anymore, but nothing has really changed, the person could still be there. But their faces fade away. I try to keep them in my memories, but I slowly lose