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September 30, 2007 at 8:59 pm
drunk american
love…
the only thing that lets a person’s soul know its alive…
the only thing that lets a soul know it is not afraid to die…
September 30, 2007 at 9:22 pm
justmemarissa
Interesting way of looking at things. I’m certainly alive…I love…I hurt…but I’m also terribly afraid of death!
October 1, 2007 at 6:06 am
drunk american
there is a quote i like from the taoist zhuangzi when it comes to death:
“everyone is afraid of dying, but maybe death will be so great that we’ll end up regretting having ever lived.”
October 1, 2007 at 10:41 am
justmemarissa
If I knew that to be true I wouldn’t be afraid, but it requires a bit of faith and I’ve never been a very faithful person. Faith in love, yes…faith in the afterlife, no. Although I would like to believe it’s true. I do tend to like Richard Bach’s many lives theory. That’s always been a comfort to me. But like all religious or spiritual ideas, they’re nice things to want to believe in, but that’s about all the farther I can go.
Thanks for the deep thought…I’ll be thinking about that. I love quotes so that one will just add to my collection.
October 2, 2007 at 6:30 am
drunk american
all we can do is believe and hope…
that is about as far as any of us can go…
October 2, 2007 at 8:20 am
justmemarissa
True…we’re all in the same boat there.