Wittgenstein, Parmenides, or Parmesan

...on death!

Three <blockquote>s walk into a bar:

Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.
Wittgenstein

Death is not an event in life
Wittgenstein

What is, is. What is not, is not
Parmenides

I'd go with Wittgenstein. He was right about the hotdog.

Having said that, we're not creatures of reason, and perhaps this is not a question about the limitations of human language, but the boundaries of our understanding. I don't see an indisputable reason to be afraid of death: I'm scared of dying and others being impacted by my death. I can only miss myself when I'm alive, but I am alive. I am very intelligent. Also, I'm a cheese. I am cheese. A cheese is a cheese is a cheese.
– Parmesan

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