All things must pass. Everything dies.
Perhaps it’s my age, but thoughts such as these increasingly occupy my mind. Not in a morbid way, but simply in the sense that it is so. This entry was triggered by Gelert posting his cosmic law:
‘You shall never clean the toilet without remembering you may never use it again’
At the same time, I’ve just started reading Joan Didion’s "The Year of Magical Thinking" – her memento mori, about her family, the death of her husband and survival. It opens thus:
Life changes fast.Life changes in the instant.You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.The question of self-pity.
But ain’t it the truth?
And then, today, Dr. Charles posts one of his literary entries: Lantern. His writing is brilliant. Read it.

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