After briefly skimming through the video footage I understand the reality of the world more than previously understood. Life as we know it is usually simple with our upbringing, things become complex as we begin to realise the responsibilities in life we have to ourselves.
There are many different people out there that would watch Faces of Death. Some for educational purposes, some for the twisted thrill of seeing death incorporated into a justifiable documentary. Faces of Death is shot like any other documentary, just with an added bluntness that disorientates the innocent.
Unfortunately the violent depiction in this documentary makes it very hard to digest by even the most hardened and experienced man or woman. The safest means of watching any kind of videos concerning or depicting ‘actual’ death is to put yourself in a certain mindset that will make it easier to watch.
After even watching a few self-regulated scenes, it has helped in almost completely eradicating any sympathy I once had for humanity in its entity. There would be a small percentage of people out there would who would admit this video does have its educational merits, although you can never be eased into something such as death without decades of de-sensitising to it through the media. This makes it very hard to extract the value of the actual documentary even today.
I’m still quite stunned by the video footage even though a great portion of it is pronounced ‘fake’. Not so much by the footage itself but by the reality of it. Watching this will without-a-doubt destroy any childhood innocence you have within your sub-conscious and may be hard for you forget for years to come (if ever).
I feel my compulsive curiosity into the aspects of death is occasionally being expelled in violent frustrations at society. Each day draws me closer to ‘making a difference’ or a mark in history that will open up our eyes more and more until we make an undeniable promise to humanity, that we will make a difference without postponing it.
The only advice I can give anyone curious enough to watch anything like this is, not to. There is no true way of knowing whether you can handle the violence and actuality of real death until you see it. Fortunately I’ve never seen anything traumatic in-person, only through the means of the media.
Some say that Ignorance is Bliss, this can apply to those who cannot come to terms that death is human nature. Religion generally softens death down with comforting notions of life after death, this can be appealing for anybody that doesn’t feel ready to accept the reality of it.
Is it Ignorant to believe in a God?
Or is it Ignorant not to?
The argument is about as subjective as the definition of the word and would be a fine example of what Philosophers have been ranting about for centuries.
I am straying far from the point here, I will conclude in-depth later on.
