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My funeral," the Blue Man said. "Look at the mourners. Some did not even know me well, yet they came. Why? Did you ever wonder? Why people gather when others die? Why people feel they should?"It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed."You say you should have died instead of me. But during my time on earth, people died instead of me, too. It happens every day. When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are part of a whole."It is why we are drawn to babies . . ." He turned to the mourners. "And to funerals.

When I prepare, then I become pregnant... and then I produce. When I produce, then I praise the Lord... and then I become prosperous and then the cycle repeats!

This is what you can do to be called a true leader; know the truth, love the truth, speak the truth and repeat the cycle over and over again and again! Let the truth reign!

I feel sad for the people who I hear always plan, plan, plan the next day's event to occur. Life only stands still for them.

The perfect orchestration of the symphony of life is one of the Creator's greatest and most beautiful miracles.

God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

Truth is unoriginal.

She__ a manner of speaking.Even the flowers don__ come back, or the green leaves.There are new flowers, new green leaves.There are other beautiful days.Nothing comes back, nothing repeats itself, because everything is real.

It takes two to Tao.

Blessed be, it's finally Spring. In joy and delight the birds sing, Ravished upon the entire earth, The new rebirth, Helas, the joy it brings!

Look at all the life in this," she said. "Every pip could become a tree, and every tree could bear another hundred fruits and every fruit could bear another hundred trees. And so on to infinity."I picked the picks from my tongue with my fingers."Just imagine," she said. "If every seed grew, there'd be no room in the world for anything but pomegranate trees.

If you study the rhythm of life on this planet, you will find that everything moves in perfect symphony with everything else _ by grand divine design. The earth has the ability to heal and regenerate itself, just as our oceans have the ability to replenish themselves by turning over their debris with the waves to wash them ashore. This perfect orchestration of the cycle of life is one of the Creator's greatest and most beautiful miracles. The earth will continue to exist with or without us. So the real concern should be, will we be able to continue to co-exist with each other?

Another day.How long are you gonna scroll down?SemicolonSmile

Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.

Accepting necessary conflicts for the sake of improving the lives of children is the only fundamental moral crusade that matters.

Witchcraft had once been widely used before cursed by the society. I see today the society presumes technology will have a different treatment.

Everything turns in circles and spirals with the cosmic heart until infinity. Everything has a vibration that spirals inward or outward _ and everything turns together in the same direction at the same time. This vibration keeps going: it becomes born and expands or closes and destructs _ only to repeat the cycle again in opposite current. Like a lotus, it opens or closes, dies and is born again. Such is also the story of the sun and moon, of me and you. Nothing truly dies. All energy simply transforms.

Night is the sleep of seven wax mothsDawn is the singing of five mermaidsNoon is the scratching of three field miceDusk is the shadow of a crow