Do not seek death. Death will find you.
But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Do not seek death. Death will find you.
But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my read more

Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my eyes the small tears of his wax.

In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes.

In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

...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).

But now our fate from unmomentous things, may rise like rivers out of little springs.

But now our fate from unmomentous things, may rise like rivers out of little springs.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.