Tuesday, January 11, 2011,11:59 PM
They say, just before you die or rather specifically, just before the last, ragged breath escapes your lips, your entire life flashes past you.

I've often wondered about this... observation. Do you summon these spectres wilfully, wistfully? Or is it an autonomous response, like synapses firing?

If you do summon them of your own accord, then why just before death? Why must there be so many regrets? Why must there be so much that is unsaid? Why does the big one, the perfect one always get away? Why must you reminisce, a lifetime of living, longing and loving in a single flash? What is that you're looking for till the end?

Have you come across an occasion when even the most fleeting of moments seem to come to a standstill, frozen in great clarity?

Is this what you're looking for?

There are only four questions of value in life. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: only love.
 
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