The Soul is the single most absurd invention made believable by the desires of Man. Man fears the unknown of the absolute abyss, Death. The imagination of Death injects fear, for the complete cessation of sensations, is something that cannot be imagined and understood.
Death is Man's First Great Unknown. The great paradox of death is that though unfathomable, it had incarcerated the imagination of poets and philosophers. For man to quell his quivers in the face of the First Great Unknown, Man conjures the Second Great Unknown - The Soul.
Postulated to be eternal and undying, perennial and more real than the physical, Man crafted for himself the concept of the Soul. Just as Man can never comprehend the cessation the sensation, man can never behold the eternalization of sensation.
