Till_Beatus

I'm a 22-year-old male, and I live in Rostock, Germany .

I speak Italian, German and some English

Current level: Expert

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• Something to tell the world!

  Hello to everybody out there!
  My name's Till, I'm 22 years old and I study Medicine at the University of Rostock.
  I grew up in a little village near Wismar at the Baltic Sea with my two brothers Jakob and Mats.
  

• I recently learnt...

  Life is a precious gift, but its value is not measured in time.

  "Life" is not so easy to define. In fact, there is still no universally accepted definition. Feel free to google it, you will find different and sometimes quite interesting attempts. But one thing is certain: it's finite. What lives will also pass away. And whether we like it or not, this doesn't just apply to herring gulls and eider ducks. Thinking about death is uncomfortable. And even if you courageously confront your own finiteness - it remains difficult to think about it. In addition to the inner reluctance, there is also, to a certain extent, a technical impossibility: consciousness cannot imagine not being.
  The boundaries of our perception are quite narrow. I can't even hear the calls of bats, although of course they exist. And in the brain that I dissected during the pathology class, I didn't find the following: A thought. A feeling. A dream.

  Being in and with nature helps me to deal with my own finiteness. Of course, I don't know what happens to me one day. But I know that it is good for me not to be completely disconnected from becoming and passing away, not even during my flourishing lifetime. It's part of it. In fact, it's what makes us who we are. And this is also a reason why we should respect the nature around us: it gives us a context that may not answer the great question of life, but which can help us to endure it.