Life is for the living. | |
Death is for the dead. | |
Let life be like music. | |
And death a note unsaid. | |
― Langston Hughes | |
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Insect Instinct | |
2019 | Bigger Hearts |
2018 | Signaled Progress |
2017 | No Progress, But Still Unreasonable |
2016 | Notes Unsaid |
2015 | Still Seeking (Believe It Or Not) |
2014 | Guidelines For Bureaucrats |
2013 | Failing At Normalization |
2012 | Are You An Expert? |
2011 | Joy! |
Posts Tagged ‘On Death’
Notes Unsaid
Posted in Philosophy, Poetry, Quotes, tagged Langston Hughes, On Death, On Life, Philosophy, Poems, Poetry, Quotes on October 8, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Expiation For Rest
Posted in Quotes, tagged Charles Dickens, Expiation, On Death, On Hope, Quotes on June 3, 2016| Leave a Comment »
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth, gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out. | |
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known. | |
— Charles Dickens | |
From his novel: “A Tale of Two Cities“ | |
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On This Day In: | |
2015 | You’ll Get Through It |
2014 | A Special Kind Of Fall |
2013 | Very Rewarding |
2012 | MIB3 – The Team Is Closer Than Ever |
Yet | |
2011 | Little By Little |
Dignity And Grace
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Quotes, tagged House Of Sinanju, My Journal, On Death, On Life, Philosophy, Quotes, Richard Sapir, The Destroyer Series, Warren Murphy on May 14, 2016| Leave a Comment »
One does not ask for life. But it is all you have and you must live it and honor it and at the right time surrender it with the dignity and grace befitting the best that is in you. | |
— House of Sinanju | |
[I have a large number of “quotes” in my journal which are simply attributed to “House of Sinanju”. I am sure they are all (each) from one of the 70+ books in “The Destroyer” series (co-written by Richard Sapir & Warren Murphy) which I was reading back in the 1970’s. I didn’t record which book each quote came out of at the time I found them. So, I’m just leaving them as recorded. If anyone finds the book with the quote in it, and lets me know, I will be happy to attribute the quote accurately. — KMAB] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2015 | Is It Warm Enough For You |
2014 | What The Right STILL Wants |
2013 | Embrace Serendipity |
2012 | Your Order, Please |
2011 | Well Enough Anyway |
A Stubbornly Persistent Illusion
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Albert Einstein, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes on April 21, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Death signifies nothing … the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion. | |
— Albert Einstein | |
[I wonder if he still feels that way? — KMAB] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2015 | Or You Don’t |
2014 | If You Ever Fall… |
2013 | Glory Days (part 2) |
2012 | They Follow A Pattern – If You Know What I Mean |
What I Live For (Precis) | |
2011 | Giving |
In Trembling Hope Repose
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Poetry, Quotes, tagged Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, My Journal, On Death, Philosophy, Poems, Poetry, Quotes, The Epitaph, Thomas Gray on March 8, 2016| Leave a Comment »
THE EPITAPH |
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Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth | |
A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown. | |
Fair Science frown’d not on his humble birth, | |
And Melancholy mark’d him for her own. | |
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, | |
Heav’n did a recompense as largely send: | |
He gave to Mis’ry all he had, a tear, | |
He gain’d from Heav’n (’twas all he wish’d) a friend. | |
No farther seek his merits to disclose, | |
Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, | |
(There they alike in trembling hope repose) | |
The bosom of his Father and his God. | |
— Thomas Gray | |
Excerpt from his poem: “Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard“ | |
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On This Day In: | |
2015 | Let There Be Light |
2014 | Unless |
2013 | Divergent Roads To Similarity? |
2012 | In The Process |
2011 | What Do You Emphasize? |
Cold Embrace
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Quotes, tagged My Journal, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes, The Book Of Sinanju on October 13, 2015| 2 Comments »
Fear not death and it cannot become your enemy. | |
— The Book of Sinanju | |
[Death is not my enemy, but neither do I welcome soon the cold embrace of its long term friendship. — kmab] | |
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Will Any Republican Senator Vote For Impeachment? | |
2018 | VOTE – We Need A Wave |
2017 | Soothe, Inspire And Recharge |
2016 | Aren’t We? |
2015 | Cold Embrace |
2014 | Delightful |
2013 | Apprenticeship |
2012 | Curtain Rods |
2011 | A Living Force |
2010 | BART Rides – A Tipping Point |
A Last Request
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Poetry, Quotes, tagged My Journal, On Death, On Memories, Philosophy, Poems, Poetry, Quotes, Thomas Hardy on August 4, 2015| 2 Comments »
That … be not told of my death, | |
Or made to grieve on account of me, | |
And that I be not buried in consecrated ground, | |
And that no sexton be asked to toll the bell, | |
And that nobody is wished to see my dead body, | |
And that no mourners walk behind me at my funeral, | |
And that no flowers be planted on my grave, | |
And that no man remember me, | |
To this I put my name. | |
— Thomas Hardy | |
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On This Day In: | |
2014 | It Matters |
2013 | And You Are? |
2012 | Not Too Late |
2011 | Persistence |
2009 | Health Care? |
But If I Had To Perish Twice…
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Bansky, Fire and Ice, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on May 4, 2015| Leave a Comment »
They say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time. | |
— Banksy | |
[With apologies to Robert Frost (see here)… — KMAB] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2014 | Turning Pages |
2013 | We Are All Accountable |
2012 | American Sign Language |
2011 | Happy Disproof |
2010 | Book Review – Managing Your Government Career |
Infinite Adventure
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Happy Birthday to me, On Death, On Infinity, On Life, On Life After Death, Philosophy, Quotes, Simone de Beauvoir on March 28, 2015| 4 Comments »
I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity. I want this adventure that is the context of my life to go on without end. | |
— Simone de Beauvoir | |
[Happy Birthday to me! Actually, I’ve found the older I get and the more brushes with death I have, the more accepting I am of my own mortality and of the greater infinite context beyond this one. But I’m nowhere near ready to start it! — KMAB] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2014 | Unpaved |
2013 | Headstones |
2012 | Keeping Young |
2011 | Lessons Well Learned |
This High Place
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Poetry, Quotes, tagged Adrastos, Boreas, Cyclops, Kinyras, Midas, My Journal, On Courage, On Death, On Glory, On Honor, On War, Poems, Poetry, Quotes, The North Wind Of Thrace, Tithonos, Tyrtaeus of Sparta on February 27, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Tyrtaeus of Sparta |
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I would not say anything for a man nor take account of him | |
For any speed of his feet or wrestling skill he might have, | |
Not if he had the size of a Cyclops and strength to go with it, | |
Not if he could outrun Boreas, the North Wind of Thrace, | |
Not if he were more handsome and gracefully formed than Tithonos, | |
Or had more riches than Midas had, or Kinyras too, | |
Not if he were more of a king than Tantalid Pelops, | |
Or had the power of speech and persuasion Adrastos had, | |
Not if he had all splendors except for a fighting spirit. | |
For no man ever proves himself a good man in war | |
Unless he can endure to face the blood and the slaughter, | |
Go close against the enemy and fight with his hands. | |
Here is courage, mankind’s finest possession, here is | |
The noblest prize that a young man can endeavor to win, | |
And it is a good thing his city and all the people share with him | |
When a man plants his feet and stands in the foremost spears | |
Relentlessly, all thought of foul flight completely forgotten, | |
And has well trained his heart to be steadfast and to endure, | |
And with words encourages the man who is stationed beside him. | |
Here is a man who proves himself to be valiant in war. | |
With a sudden rush he turns to flight the rugged battalions | |
Of the enemy, and sustains the beating waves of assault. | |
And he who so falls among the champions and loses his sweet life, | |
So blessing with honor his city, his father, and all his people, | |
With wounds in his chest, where the spear that he was facing has transfixed | |
That massive guard of his shield, and gone through his breastplate as well, | |
Why, such a man is lamented alike by the young and the elders, | |
And all his city goes into mourning and grieves for his loss. | |
His tomb is pointed to with pride, and so are his children, | |
And his children’s children, and afterward all the race that is his. | |
His shining glory is never forgotten, his name is remembered, | |
And he becomes an immortal, though he lies under the ground, | |
When one who was a brave man has been killed by the furious War God | |
Standing his ground and fighting hard for his children and land. | |
But if he escapes the doom of death, the destroyer of bodies, | |
And wins his battle, and bright renown for the work of his spear, | |
All men give place to him alike, the youth and the elders, | |
And much joy comes his way before he goes down to the dead. | |
Aging, he has reputation among his citizens. No one | |
Tries to interfere with his honors or all he deserves; | |
All men withdraw before his presence, and yield their seats to him, | |
The youth, and the men his age, and even those older than he. | |
Thus a man should endeavor to reach this high place of courage | |
With all his heart, and, so trying, never be backward in war. | |
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2014 | Elected Madness |
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Better Reputation? | |
I’ve Got To Run
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Dalton Trumbo, Johnny Got His Gun, My Journal, On Death, On Honor, On The Job Of Life, On War, Philosophy, Quotes on February 16, 2015| Leave a Comment »
…I know what death is and all you people don’t even know what life is. | |
There’s nothing noble about dying. Not even if you die for honor. Not even if you die the greatest hero the world ever saw. Not even if you’re so great your name will never be forgotten and who’s that great? The most important thing is your life little guys. You’re worth nothing dead except for speeches. Don’t let them kid you any more. Pay no intention when they tap you on the shoulder and say come along we’ve got to fight for liberty or what ever their word is there’s always a word. | |
Just say mister I’m sorry I got no time to die I’m too busy and then run and run like hell. If they say coward why don’t you pay any attention because it’s your job to live not to die. | |
— Dalton Trumbo | |
From: “johnny got his gun“ | |
[I’ve heard it said this book is the most shocking anti-war novel ever written. To me, it is more than that. It is a statement about a man who lives on. Though by all normal definitions, he is dead. He lives on… — kmab] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2022 | A Little Perspective |
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Are You Goin’ On Again? | |
2020 | And In The Back |
2019 | Sunlight Stream |
2018 | Wars Without Taxes |
2017 | Multiplication And Division |
2016 | I Went To The Woods… |
2015 | I’ve Got To Run |
2014 | Which Is It? |
2013 | Making You Stronger |
2012 | Sick Of Being Sick |
Greater Than Power | |
2011 | Clear, Specific And Measurable |
2010 | The Runner’s High |
Into The Dark… | |
Live, Then, As If…
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged André Maurois, On Death, On Life, On Life After Death, On the Meaning of Life, Philosophy, Quotes, Will Durant on November 10, 2013| 4 Comments »
What shall we know of our death? Either the soul is immortal and we shall not die, or it perishes with the flesh and we shall not know that we are dead. Live, then, as if you were eternal, and do not believe that your life has changed merely because it seems proved that the Earth is empty. You do not live in the Earth, you live in yourself. | |
— André Maurois | |
Quoted by Will Durant | |
From his book: “On the Meaning of Life“ | |
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#45: You Would Cry Too… | |
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2017 | Time For More Research, Too |
2016 | Original Thoughts |
2015 | If They’re Good Enough |
2014 | Three… |
2013 | Uncle Joe’s Song |
Live, Then, As If… | |
2012 | Still Trying |
2011 | Not Deserving |
Four Score
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged André Maurois, On Aging, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes on September 29, 2013| 1 Comment »
At eighty, a man has experienced everything: love, and its ending; ambition, and its emptiness; several foolish beliefs, and their rectification. Fear of death is not very great; affections and interest concern people who have died and events of the past. In a cinema theatre when the show is continuous the spectator has the right to retain his seat as long as he wishes to do so, but actually, when the scenes he has already witnessed reappear on the screen, he leaves the theatre. Life is a continuous show. The same events take place every thirty years, and they become boring. One after another the spectators take their departure. | |
— André Maurois | |
[I don’t know… I’ve watched some movies fifty or more times. — kmab] | |
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Hammer Time | |
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Bee Gees’ing | |
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Dave’s Not Here, Man! | |
Mixing Business And Pleasure | |
2018 | Intensity Doesn’t Make It Correct |
HF2: 1940’s Grapes | |
2017 | Proof Sits In The Oval Office |
2016 | Tragic Determinism |
2015 | Maybe It Should Be Clearer |
2014 | Make It Your Strength |
2013 | Four Score |
2012 | The Ruler |
2011 | Forever |
2010 | Just Cuz |
How Do You Mend A Broken Heart? | |
It’s Alive!! (3rd Pair Shoe Review) | |
Beautiful Adventure
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Charles Frothman, My Journal, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes on September 3, 2013| 2 Comments »
Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life. | |
— Charles Frothman | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Driving To Your Destiny |
Angels | |
2020 | It Almost Certainly Will If #45 Is Re-elected |
Sssshhhh | |
2019 | Deciding, Doing, Done |
Day 5: Getting Easier | |
2018 | Thought Experiments |
Day 38: Going Crazy | |
2017 | Which Did You Learn? |
2016 | Shape And Limit |
2015 | Me Either |
2014 | Just Business |
2013 | Beautiful Adventure |
2012 | Precedence |
2011 | Ya Think? |