A Senser Sensing
perceiving thinking desiring feeling
Thursday, 16 June 2011
Life is without meaning.
You bring the meaning to it.
The meaning of life is whatever you ascribe it to be.
Being alive is the meaning.
So come, my friends, be not afraid.
We are so lightly here.
It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear.
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