Harry Schloßmacher
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..The Era of Misfortune, and Beyond
Or: No More Rituals of Denial About Death
(A Philosophical Reflection)
Preface
Death has always evoked profoundly different responses.
Some people seek clarity, even when the truth is difficult to bear. Like a patient awaiting the results of a serious diagnosis, they would rather face reality than seek refuge in comforting illusions.
Others deliberately turn their attention elsewhere. They choose to embrace life without dwelling on its inevitable end, convinced that too much reflection on mortality diminishes the joy of living.
This essay does not seek to decide between these attitudes. Instead, it invites the reader to step outside the familiar perspective of our own age and to imagine how humanity's relationship with death might appear from a more distant future.
The Era of Misfortune
Imagine a civilization that has largely overcome biological death.
Aging has ceased to be inevitable. Diseases that once claimed billions of lives have become manageable or have disappeared altogether. Human existence is no longer measured by a predetermined biological limit but may continue indefinitely.
Looking back upon our present era, such a civilization might simply describe it as the Era of Misfortune.
Not because our lives lacked meaning or dignity, but because every human being lived beneath the constant certainty of decline. Death accompanied each individual like an invisible companion, present from birth onward, silently awaiting its moment.
What we regard as the natural order of life might then appear as one of history's greatest tragedies.
The Mountain of the Dead
Our planet is home to billions of people today, yet this number represents only a small fraction of all those who have ever lived.
Across countless generations, unimaginable numbers of human beings have disappeared into history through biological death.
One may therefore imagine a symbolic Mountain of the Dead—not a literal accumulation of bodies, but a philosophical image representing the totality of humanity's mortality throughout the ages.
Viewed from such a perspective, an unsettling question emerges:
Have we become so accustomed to death that we mistake its permanence for necessity?
Future generations may judge differently. They may regard biological death not as an eternal law of existence, but as a challenge humanity endured for millennia before finally learning to overcome it.
Gallows Humor—or Human Greatness?
Human beings construct observatories, launch space missions, and devote entire lifetimes to scientific discoveries whose ultimate fulfillment they may never witness.
One interpretation might see this as a form of gallows humor.
People dedicate their finite lives to a future from which they themselves will almost certainly be absent.
Yet another interpretation reveals something far more profound.
Perhaps this willingness to labor for generations yet unborn represents one of humanity's noblest qualities—the ability to create knowledge, beauty, and progress without demanding that one personally enjoy the final reward.
Within this paradox lies a remarkable form of greatness.
Celebrations Beneath the Shadow of Mortality
Throughout history, people have celebrated weddings, birthdays, anniversaries, and festivals filled with joy.
To us, such celebrations seem entirely natural.
Yet an almost immortal civilization might regard them with quiet astonishment.
How, they might ask, could people celebrate so wholeheartedly while knowing that illness, aging, and death would ultimately claim everyone they loved?
The answer, however, may reveal another truth.
Precisely because life was fragile, every shared moment acquired a significance that cannot easily be understood by those who no longer face such limits.
Perhaps mortality diminished life.
Or perhaps it intensified its value.
Both possibilities deserve reflection.
Holding Hands
One of the most moving images of human existence is that of a loved one remaining beside a dying person until the final breath.
A hand is held.
Words become unnecessary.
Presence itself becomes the final language of love.
Such moments reveal humanity at its most compassionate.
Yet they also reveal its deepest limitation.
Comfort can lessen fear.
Love can overcome loneliness.
Neither can abolish death itself.
A future civilization may therefore ask why humanity devoted so much effort to easing the pain caused by death while accepting death itself as an unavoidable destiny.
Perhaps the greatest act of compassion will one day no longer be accompanying people toward death—but preventing that journey altogether.
Until then, the simple act of holding another person's hand remains one of the purest expressions of human love, even though it cannot change the final outcome.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Harry Schloßmacher.
Published on e-Stories.org on 08/07/2026.
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