According to the Tibetan Buddhists, who make a deep nd profound and exacting study of death - it is not a sleep, oh no! Death is exquisitely, painfully detailed and blazing with detail confusing experience that ends with rebirth (your spirit is so exhausted and confused, the sex act looks like a refuge) or, if you have practiced assiduously and constantly in life, moving to another plane - end of suffering.
To paraphrase a fantastic novel: Death is a goon squad that comes for us all. In the meantime, to paraphrase another fantastic fictional character, Al from Deadwood: Give a few back before you're gone.
I was fortunate to walk in the woods where he lived. What a wonderful artist he was.
Oh I adore this piece
Death snips all
Who is not a proud man? Great photo, too. Thanks.
To be proudly humble?
yes
Lots. Great poem thanks 😊 🙏
Death. The deepest sleep of all….
According to the Tibetan Buddhists, who make a deep nd profound and exacting study of death - it is not a sleep, oh no! Death is exquisitely, painfully detailed and blazing with detail confusing experience that ends with rebirth (your spirit is so exhausted and confused, the sex act looks like a refuge) or, if you have practiced assiduously and constantly in life, moving to another plane - end of suffering.
Yep, that’s about it.
I’ve reread that several times this am- and just now, out loud
To paraphrase a fantastic novel: Death is a goon squad that comes for us all. In the meantime, to paraphrase another fantastic fictional character, Al from Deadwood: Give a few back before you're gone.