you are correct. i did not state where i stood on the matter. when i posted it, i had intended to simply create a discussion on the literary value of Jack Londons' writting's and get a feel for what ppl thought of the passage.
myself, i am agnostic. i don't think we really have any idea of what, if anything, goes on after we die. i won't even presume to guess what the possibilities are. i love life. yes, it is very difficult and trying, but i love every minute of it. do i fear death? i'm not sure. i don't look forward to dying. i also hope that my death is without much pain or lengthy suffering and that it is a long way off. i do know that death is the one certainty of life. you can evade taxes. you cannot elude death.
i just really enjoyed the way the passage was written. many of Jack Londons' characters were not fictional, but real ppl he met during his travels. it is PROBABLE that the passage is a real qoute from Sitka Charley, an Indian who had abandoned his ppl and ways to pursue "the way of the white man". mr. London was known to sit and take notes during the conversations that were had in the cabin he resided in, in Alaska. i thought it was a rather profound statement and only wished to share it for reflection.
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