da vida;

há na vida talvez uma dose de imortalidade, mas jamais qualquer dose de certeza.

Não necessariamente sobre a morte, mas... ainda assim, sobre a morte.

She said "I know what it's like to be dead.
I know what it is to be sad"
And she's making me feel like I've never been born.

I said "Who put all those things in your head?
Things that make me feel that I'm mad
And you're making me feel like I've never been born."

She said "you don't understand what I said"
I said "No, no, no, you're wrong"
When I was a boy everything was right
Everything was right

I said "Even though you know what you know
I know that I'm ready to leave
'Cause you're making me feel like I've never been born."
She said , she said "I know what it's like to be dead"
I know what it's like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad...

(She Said, She Said, uma das mais menosprezadas músicas dos Beatles, cortesia do sr. John Lennon)

As esquinas da natureza estão sob a vigília da morte justa. O sabemos por conhecer as árvores, as plantas, os animais e a metafísica. Então ao sermos imparciais e puros nos apunhalamos. Quando de posse de consciência rara tudo é mais agudo, também a felicidade.