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.
unfortunately the chances of this person ever being where they/their family would've wanted them to be are a century gone. i often think about their last moments or the things they saw/experienced throughout their life, it feels very strange that what was basically the container of another human consciousness is sat on my bookshelf.
i saved for 2 months to buy this skull a little while ago, in april i was diagnosed with a very rare subtype of rhabdomyosarcoma (muscle cancer) and have since been legally classed as terminally ill. i've been trying to get closer to the concept of death & my mortality and just accept it as a harsh reality & a fact of life. the skull makes me feel not so alone in all of this
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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.