>>Some people want to spend their whole life in the spring or summer, persueing wealth or living as they did in their 20's.
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Then you hit 45 and say, damn this hurts - hell everything hurts.
Seriously, that was a very good post, Habu, and exactly how I view life. Death is a process, and its called life.
Edit:
Here's a passage from "The Prophet" by Kahil Gibran. I remember first reading this when I was sixteen or seventeen. Hopefully, its doesn't seem morose, as actually it more about life than death...
THEN Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of Death.
And he said:
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek
it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are
blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery
of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of
death, open your heart wide unto the body
of life.
For life and death are one, even as the
river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires
lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow
your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden
the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling
of the shepherd when he stands before the
king whose hand is to be laid upon him in
honour.
Is the sheered not joyful beneath his
trembling, that he shall wear the mark of
the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trem-
bling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked
in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is to cease breathing, but to
free the breath from its restless tides, that
it may rise and expand and seek God unen-
cumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of
silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the moun-
tain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your
limbs, then shall you truly dance.
