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Originally Posted by Freedom Fighter
Hello brothers and sisters,
I will make this sort.
I ask all of you to please pray for me, the ones I leave behind and send out your loving thoughts.
I have cancer that has spread all over my body and know that Its to late to be healed.
It hurts me so much that I will be leaving this world at such a young age but understand that things happen for a reason.
I wish you all my love for the times coming.  |
Time is an illusion - the certainty of which you will soon know.
Your post is pretty brave, because I am sure you figured you will get a varied spectrum of responses: not all sympathetic, not all compassionate, some wont trust you, others will examine the conditions that they put on their love, etc etc - a myriad cascade of the onward march of infinite conciousness evolution within each and all of us as one. To that end everything has a reason and a purpose.
For my part I wish you well on your travels and freedom from pain.
May the light and the love of the one infinite creator, in whom we are all a part, work through each of us to the highest and best good of all - and shine on your path brightly and ease your way.
We are humans becoming - help us become.
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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