I always Love death, the death I passed through and became Life. It was the death of Thought, not of me. The relationship died, not me. Duality died, not me. Duality died, and non-duality was born. Time died, and I met the eternal... The whole life is a preparation for 'The Art of Dying' ... Life of asceticism was only three days. On the first day Life renounced the world, on the second day Life renounced the other world, and on the last day Life renounced itself... Have a Happy Journey!!!
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