“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”
–Edvard Munch
“Life is hard. Then you die. Then they throw dirt in your face. Then the worms eat you. Be grateful it happens in that order.”
–David Gerrold
“I intend to live forever or die trying.”
–Groucho Marx
“Death is no more than passing from one room to another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.”
–Helen Keller
The Perennial Questions the Monks, Poets, and Philosophers Have All Tried To Answer
Why are we here?
Why do we age and die?
Where do we go? What happens after death?
Will we be forgotten?
Does our existence even have meaning? What is the purpose of having lived?
Only in death will we know the answers….
A Photo Essay…
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