Some see it as a changing into an indestructible form, forever unchanging; they believe that the purpose of the entire universe is to then maintain that form in an earth-like garden, which will give delight and pleasure through all eternity. On the other hand, there are those who hold to the idea of our blinking into nothingness - with all of our experiences and hopes and dreams merely a delusion. […] Considering the marvelous complexity of the universe, its… clockwork perfection, its balances of this against that, matter, energy, gravitation, time, dimension - I believe that our existence must be more than either of these philosophies. That what we are goes beyond Euclidean or other practical measuring systems, and that our existence is part of a reality beyond what we understand now as reality.
Captain Picard on Death, Where Silence Has Lease (1988)
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Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.
Jiddu Krishnamurti (via serialstranger)
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The Last Breath
The day comes and all your last breaths fall out from the hole in your head, fall out from the darkness of your soul, fall out from the lightness of your life, fall out from where they once came from. It is very likely that all your good heroes will go willing to the shore, in battle, ready to take on their tall words of indifference and injustice, their sad song of misconceived production, their strong slates of written word concrete that never get them anywhere but further down into the hole that they were digging themselves into.
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