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Write, so thoughts can be released, but do feelings actually make their way from the brain to the fingers? Sitting in a room with four white walls, all that can be felt is darkness. Why? Crawling up into a ball where nobody can see the body would suffice perfectly. Meditate alone on the tallest tower in the city to see the world become devoured by stupidity.
Life is beautiful. If life is beautiful, how is death to be categorized? Death is even more precious; so much more interesting. Only few can understand what death brings forth. When an organism dies, there are so many more changes than just those of decomposition; what happens to the soul, what happens in the next life - if there is a need for one, what happens when nirvana has been reached?
Death is also beauty, for those who believe it can bring good, as well as peace.
Life is beautiful. If life is beautiful, how is death to be categorized? Death is even more precious; so much more interesting. Only few can understand what death brings forth. When an organism dies, there are so many more changes than just those of decomposition; what happens to the soul, what happens in the next life - if there is a need for one, what happens when nirvana has been reached?
Death is also beauty, for those who believe it can bring good, as well as peace.