More death, but funny.
- Jill MacKenzie

- Nov 5
- 1 min read
So… we finished Episode 10 and then immediately hit record again, because apparently ego death is a multi-part experience. 🪦 (And we hadn’t even touched on potato salad, murder, or ship metaphors yet.)
In Episode 11: More Death (but funny), we’re back with fresh shirts, slightly less sanity, and even more reflections on what it really means to let something die — thoughts, identities, marriages, and maybe your idea of right and wrong. 😅 No big deal.
We talk about:
Breathwork and your secret expiration timer ⏳
How my romantic relationship died (but also didn’t?)
The ship of self: when do you become a new person?
Why murder might be… morally flexible? (Thanks, Dexter.)
And friendship, aka the ship that didn’t sink. (Yet.)
This episode might sound like a weird dream — and it is. But somewhere between ego gas and philosophical debate about the judicial system, we landed on some real gems:
Death isn’t the end — it’s a shape-shift.Whether it’s a relationship or an identity, the death of a thing doesn’t mean it disappears. It means it changes form. You don’t need a funeral — you need reverence. 🕊️
You are allowed to choose yourself.Even if it ends something. Even if it hurts. Even if your inner perfectionist wants to make everyone comfortable while your soul screams for freedom.
You are the ship. And the shipbuilder. And sometimes, the kraken.Selfhood is not a fixed structure. It’s a floating, evolving, occasionally unhinged process. Replace the boards. Name it something ridiculous. Keep sailing. 🏴☠️
It’s death part deux — and this time, it’s personal.
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