I'm in the middle of reading Julian Barnes' extraordinary book "Nothing To Be Frightened Of." He's one of our greatest novelists, but this isn't a novel: it's his meditation on death.
Half way through the book, i realised something about the title. It's an ellipsis of sorts. Does it mean that death is not to be feared? Or does it mean that death results in nothingness, and that nothingness is to be feared?
Well, i suppose i'll have to finish the book to find out....
I'll listen to some Rory Gallagher now, to re-affirm some life
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