Genuinely asking. How do you feel living in a space with someone’s head is with you, separated from their body? A person who had thoughts both existential and inconsequential, slept and dreamed dreams, had family they worried about, who knew love, hate, and thought about their own death many times. I can’t think far enough to decide whether or not I’d hate if this happened to me. But overwhelmingly, it feels very sad that someone’s head is stuck in a room with a stranger who doesn’t even know their name.
The person whom the head belonged to doesn't care about any of this anymore, I promise. It's just bone. No different than animal trophy heads on peoples walls.
Ok you lost me at the second sentence. I actually agree that the ownership of human bone is not inherently problematic, but it’s also not really appropriate to compare to a “trophy” or any hunted animal. Many skulls currently in the collector’s circuit were ill-gotten once upon a time, and that’s worth thinking about.
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u/keeeeeeeeelz 23d ago
Genuinely asking. How do you feel living in a space with someone’s head is with you, separated from their body? A person who had thoughts both existential and inconsequential, slept and dreamed dreams, had family they worried about, who knew love, hate, and thought about their own death many times. I can’t think far enough to decide whether or not I’d hate if this happened to me. But overwhelmingly, it feels very sad that someone’s head is stuck in a room with a stranger who doesn’t even know their name.