It is a defense mechanism.
Pushes concepts and people further away.
Whenever death is brought up, if it is applicable, I'll say
"I'm dying, we all are. Dying of life"
It is suposed to stir thoughts I suppose, but all it is is a trick to avoid the thoughts it stirs.
I like to believe I am Jaded towards death.
To pretend I can look in to its cold (or perhaps warm) eyes fearless
And I do work at being level about it,
however sometimes i wonder if it is just the cardboard replica I am unafraid of.
Things only have the power we give them over us, but that doesn't lessen the consequences.
Thinking about this due to the afore mentioned Wonderful Book.