In death, consciousness dies; in death, consciousness lives. One transcends death and remains inside it, in it.
Death, V. Jankelevich

　　Philosophy, I don’t know whether it is measured by talent or not. However, the younger one is, the more one feels the possibility of wisdom in undifferentiated sensibilities and thoughts. In particular, I have great expectations for Nagi,（name) whom I have set my eyes on.Some philosophies, like Kant’s and Descartes’, are structured by “regularity”, while others, like phenomenology, G. Bachelard’s and V. Jankelevich’s, are more difficult and require a unique style and a large amount of knowledge.  Stepping into this difficult territory is natural for some people, and in fact it is not difficult for them. In fact, it is not difficult for some people to enter into this area, how to convey to a third person, the philosophy that cannot be conveyed, how to convey the delicacy of the internal world of human beings to the outside world.

Nagi, his reflections on death are not mere musings in a fantasy world. I will not go into details, but they emerge from his latent view of life and death and his acquired experience of death. I admire his realm of “death” which does not break off its hinges forever. The philosopher is to translate into language that which he cannot bear as he bears his cross. I feel strongly the energy of his last sentence, ” Death is something that I don’t know what it is, because it remains ambiguous”, asking the question of whether death can really be called death, even after cremation, of the remains and inorganic existence. I felt the energy and the potential in this sentence. At first glance, it seems negative and morbid, but it is the current that makes this question into a disease that is morbid.

As I said in the last issue of Takehiko Fukunaga’s “Isle of the dead”, outside of science we don’t know exactly what constitutes death. If medical treatment is developed, even brain death may be recovered. Death is always accompanied by life. Life is dying, but the ease and difficulty of accepting something like death, which relies on relative value, means that many contradictions and overlaps will occur again and again. It is into this realm of overlap that he has entered with aplomb.

Certainly his consideration of this death is worthy of the person of V. Jankelevich’s death.

Although it is the second or third person that is involved in what is the first person, death.

Since he seems not to have known Jankelevich, that is, in my opinion, the pure beginning of his view of life and death.

In Jankelevitch’s classification, first person death is one’s own death, second person death is the death of a close relative, and third person death is the death of a stranger.  And the awareness of the wear and tear of time, not only for men and women, is called ” perception “. The suggestion of death is similar to the suggestion of sex.　This self-consciousness, which is nothing more than ” to take it for granted”, is also purely expressed by Jankelevich. The abstract concept of death appears to people as a real event. It is not surprising that an abstract concept becomes the object of a calm, conceptual, so to speak, registered knowledge. Death is “perception” and secondly experienced as an “involvement”. First-person, lived involvement is the essential condition for ‘taking it seriously’, much less ‘taking it tragically’. Nagi’s energy to get to the essence of death without accepting any kind of intermediary is something we can only hope to see more of in the future.

I am living in the face of death, and I am sure that you are too. I think I have heard the news of death many times before. Complete strangers, close relatives, friends, lovers, companions, friends with whom I had talked about love, death and God, died alone in a hospital room. It was a shame to lose the sense of loss of real death, of how our talks about God and death were only a dream. I didn’t receive any reply from my friend, that’s all, and even though he was my friend, I didn’t have anything important to do with him, so I left him alone. But after 6 months, I got worried and contacted him, “How are you?” I contacted him. Three days later, he replied and I was busy so I swiped the notification. I was busy so I swiped the notification and later saw that he had passed away from his family.

I regret that little thing that I swiped the notification.

His last question to me was, “What do you think of God?

As if to make a mockery of my reply at that moment, the sickness lost him.

The dead know the facts about death and God. The dead know the facts about death and God.

Only the dead know how much of what the living say is imaginary, or how much of it is factual. Well, only the dead know.

Nevertheless, events and engagements come to the living as if they were speaking to them. To be able to spend a certain amount of time in mourning, to confront death as a philosophy, to confront the despair of dreams and fantasies, is to say a prayer.

The reason why I picked up Mr. Nagi this time is that I wanted to evaluate him properly once and I have high expectations for him in the future.

Congratulations on your graduation and the publication of your article in the Ministry of Education. It is a pleasure to know such an outstanding young man. I look forward to seeing your photos.

Best

Chris Kyogetu

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