What would happen if humanity began to free itself from the absurd conviction that the end is inevitable and that, therefore, every effort, every intuition, every dream is destined to be lost in nothingness, in a bottomless abyss?
The first step toward a more attentive, more conscious civilization is not the accumulation of power, but liberation from fear. A society that does not fear death could finally invest all its energy in creativity, in art, in competitive pursuits, in contemplation, in silence, in the expansion of Being. It could develop technologies that are unthinkable today, not to dominate, but to understand; not to replace the human, but to serve it, elevate it, or even love it.
The idea of the inevitability of death is, in the end, a mental construction, a story we have told ourselves for centuries, a farce, a fiction that has now become reality. It is a ghost that inhabits us and convinces us of our powerlessness. But a ghost, a shadow, can exist only to the extent that we identify with it.
