Life and death and love and birth were walking along, where death had something to say,
“How’s it that you have to be willing to die, to live?”
and life replied,
“Funny how the opposite’s true as well.”
Read MoreLife and death and love and birth were walking along, where death had something to say,
“How’s it that you have to be willing to die, to live?”
and life replied,
“Funny how the opposite’s true as well.”
Read MoreWithin the oceanic canvas, life and death are symptoms of thought. In the churning of seas, crests and troughs are the two sides of waves that a soul surfs upon.
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