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Did you ever think that when a hearse goes by, you may be the next to die?
An undertaker tall and thin digs a hole and puts you in.
All goes well for about a week, until the coffin begins to leak.
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out.
The worms play piccolo on your snout.
They use your bones for telephones and call you up when you're not home.
When people change the world, do they realize it? Or is their legacy only noticed after they're dead?
And by "change the world" what do we mean?
What really matters?
"[People] cannot endure [their] own littleness unless [they] can translate it into meaningfulness on the largest possible level."
Ernest Becker