If certain fabricated views can elicit romanticized feelings of excitement and terror, what else can prod those questions? Is the innate knowing of our own life and inevitable death not awe-inspiring and horrifying? If a pretty picture of sensationalized storm clouds descending a mountain can reaffirm a viewer's belief in a higher power, can closing one's eyes and embracing one's death invigorate the same person's belief in their own power? This metaphysical sensation of the sublime is coded into the very awareness of our sentience, a new age of romanticism awaits!