I’ve often wondered why people fear death. Is it the question of the unknown or what will take them and when will it come? I myself have pondered these things but have no great fear of them or a deep desire for them. It’s just I have an understanding and expectance of them.
Why people get so possessed or so overly involved in death. The memories of life are over shadowed by the brief time of their passing. The light of life should be remembered not the flicker of the end.
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