It just hit me what Christ was talking about.
He was speaking specifically to a young man whose father had just died, or was dying, who literally wanted to bury him.
I do not think I am unwarranted in saying though, that every sleep is a death, and every morning a resurrection, and that the first order of business many people go through is dying again, and being buried. They bury one another. They hide the light. They suppress the sunrise. They cooperate in their mutual destruction.
Such are my parents. They will both die having learned almost nothing about life. It is such a waste. One sees it often. Certainly, I see it often.
I will add: whatever else you do, do not use television as an analgesic.