I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

It is better to spend your time at funerals than at festivals. For you are going to die, and you read more

It is better to spend your time at funerals than at festivals. For you are going to die, and you should think about it while there is still time.
(7:3).

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.

Because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
The carriage held but just ourselves
And immortaility.

Because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
The carriage held but just ourselves
And immortaility.

We all have to die some day, if we live long enough.

We all have to die some day, if we live long enough.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
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Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
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MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).

All evils are equal when they are extreme.

All evils are equal when they are extreme.