life and death [Theme] Page 9

Death is always ugly... With dignity, to live, to die with dignity is impossible!

Some wise man said that the idle and industrious in equal death, so why try? Will he lie or rush, the result is the same.

Being between life and death, we feel life the most.

[Thales] said that between life and death is no difference. - "Why won't you die?" - I asked him. "It so" - from Thales.

- You mean die trying? So I had Roger with Ian to get you here?
- This I did without difficulty. It was harder not to die. Yes, I was going to die, but that was before I made a decision. When I realized that the heart slows down, and the pain farther and farther from my body left the fever, and the mind cleared, I saw...
- What did you see?
- It was not really a door, something like a corridor. I could go through it if I wanted and I wanted. But I also knew that is left behind, then I realized that I have a choice to go forward or go back.
- And then you asked me to touch you?
I knew that only you will be able to bring me back.
- Why did you decide to stay?
- Because you need me.
But not because you love me?
- If I'm dead or you we together or apart, I will always love you.

The veil of life and death now not so mysterious.

Rod Aviernoz nourishes font - rift in the earth that emits prophetic energy for generations. Every newborn families dip into this dark fog, giving them a connection with their land and its mysterious power. Children adamantly believe in protecting family values and traditions of the land, but in fact they guard very foggy font, the true intentions of which are unknown. But when another newborn passed the rite of baptism, something went wrong. In the eyes of the baby flashed a spark of understanding that frightened all those present, and forced the priests to whisper. He was raised, so he followed the path of other offspring of the kind of war and the protection of the homeland at the head of the family army. But the young man chose otherwise. While others learned to handle weapons, he meditated at the font. He deeply breathed in the dark mist, learning to be one with the potency that flowed from far beneath the house; it was the product of a black fog. The Avernus family did not approve of this choice: old and young rebuked the young Lord of irresponsibility. But the accusations stopped as soon as he entered into his first battle and showed the mist granted the power of life and death, which the other lords could dream of.

Now we're all connected by bonds of life and death.

Is he dying?
- No, he's just liver failure. Buds too soon.

We all know that we will die where they live. My Motherland - The Soviet Union! In prison - you're in the camera or go, you're still sitting!

How to live, if you only death? As of death, to draw strength for life?

Destruction is the path to salvation.

... Remember those who are buried in the churchyard - we were more fortunate. They would give anything just to find our broken hearts!

Is it right that life returns to be a horrible person like me?