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I have seen Death.
I have been there, stood on the brink of Its icy shores, toured Its many faceted streets and beheld with my own eyes.

I have felt Its icy grip.

I know there is a fine line, almost without definition, between life and the Latter.

The boundaries are less defined than that of hot and cold, fire and water, and even day and night;

One state can easily be confused for another.

In the dizzying spell of consciousness lost i have tasted the bridge at both sides, and betwixt, I have come to a crossroads, where I am no longer afraid. For with both life, and death, there are certain freedoms achieved. I am no longer afraid, for I know, have felt, in one sense, possibly more of a cosmic sense, or spiritual, felt all of Existance, and God's great embrace.

I am not afraid.

I am not afraid for the ones I love, nor the ones I hate.


Truly what they deserve is what shall be bestowed.

I love Existance and all of its appendages. I love.


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