Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Death Do Us Part

Funny, in that way, that we put as much care into death as we do.  I protect you in death in such a way, that had I provided such attentions in life I would not be doing so in death.

Death is for the living, or at least the ceremony with which we revere our closest, do they have no use of this corporeal world any longer.  Such fragile souls they have that last beyond the ends of time and dimension.

I should not care for the dead, let ghost care for their selves, but grief is such a harsh mistress, only a close relative of misery, and for whom we keep careful company.

I am truly sorry, though that is hardly useful to anyone but my own self.

Not at peace today,

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