Alok Pandey

Death now speaks of a sad and harsh philosophy, the so-called realism that drives us towards some dark end of nothingness. It is a perverted truth that carries its own appeal to a type of human mentality. Here we see Death picking up truths and giving it just a little twist here and there to turn it into falsehood.

The atheist takes this world as it is and draws his philosophy out of his limited and partial field of observation. He does not feel any urge to go deeper or further. All this is a mechanical movement of an Inconscient nature, going on in a clockwork manner without any sense or purpose, driven by the blind engines of random chance.

Death takes the position of the stark materialist who refuses to see what escapes the senses. He admits only what he can outwardly experience through the senses and declares all else as an imagination or a hallucination. He refuses to admit the soul, taking it to be just a figment of mental conception.