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In this work, I reflect on our compulsive tendency of materializing fleeting thoughts and moments. | In this work, I reflect on our compulsive tendency of materializing fleeting thoughts and moments. | ||
We are obsessed with recording our lives in the form of tangible inanimate objects, because of our strange phobia of death. | We are obsessed with recording our lives in the form of tangible inanimate objects, because of our strange phobia of death. | ||
Mortality is still one of the greatest sources of human fears. There is a natural desire in us to overcome death and oblivion, tied to the need to pass on our memories. This desire for immortality can be seen both in the | Mortality is still one of the greatest sources of human fears. There is a natural desire in us to overcome death and oblivion, tied to the need to pass on our memories. This desire for immortality can be seen both in the individual dimension, as a fear to forget and to be forgotten — in reality or even a transferred one — which leads to the necessity of creating memorials, taking pictures, writing autobiographies, posting even the most insignificant accomplishment on social media or storing everything in digital memories. | ||
Scarce are the plants in my land. The meager soil of an eroded plain. Feeble the fruit that is born. Stingy the veins of the crops. Identity: built upon the pillars of reminiscence. | Scarce are the plants in my land. The meager soil of an eroded plain. Feeble the fruit that is born. Stingy the veins of the crops. Identity: built upon the pillars of reminiscence. |
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