God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect read more

Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect to die tomorrow.

The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the read more

The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one's appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.

There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death, there's brain death, and there's being off the read more

There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death, there's brain death, and there's being off the network.

It is good to die before one has done anything deserving death.

It is good to die before one has done anything deserving death.

It was from an old friend who . thought he was dying. Anyway, he said, Life and death issues don't read more

It was from an old friend who . thought he was dying. Anyway, he said, Life and death issues don't come along that often, thank God, so don't treat everything like it's life or death. Go easier.

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope read more

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

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).

When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs read more

When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Dublin.