There is nothing larger looming than death. It never goes away and it never shrinks. it only grows larger and more looming with every approaching day. Every tomorrow is another step closer to the frightful giant. It doesn't budge. It doesn't flinch or blink or bat an eye. It stands resolute, determined and indifferent. It waits patiently and never loses focus. We can wear signs of life on the outside, but inside the gears are grinding down. The final note of the song does not relieve the tension. It ends on a sour note. Every story ends.
Ecclesiastes 9:4
A living dog is better than a dead lion.
Ecclesiastes 9:4
A living dog is better than a dead lion.
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