Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.

Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.

MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
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MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).

He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.

He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or read more

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be -- I hope it is -- redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that read more

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

We may draw good out of evil; we must not do evil, that good may come.

We may draw good out of evil; we must not do evil, that good may come.

I want to die in my sleep like my friend.... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.

I want to die in my sleep like my friend.... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.