Thoughts on a friend exiting the stage too early
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances."
- William Shakespeare
A friend died recently. We were not in touch the past couple of years besides the occasional social media contact. I wanted to reconnect with him but never did these last few years. He was a tough person and a compassionate person a combination that is rare and a welcome repose from the mediocre when you find it. His passing was a surprise for he was relatively young and physically a fighter and strong in body. I still do not know what took him from this life. His family faith was Islam. He liked the same movies I did in Braveheart and Gladiator and he appreciated my video "Waking From Dogmatic Slumber".
I took notice because few people on my personal social media site appreciated that video but he did. He was the type of person that would be in the fox hole with you. Slow to judge quick to assist. I wish I would of reconnected with him.
There is a quote from the movie "The Thin Red Line" that states: "If I never meet you in this life let me feel the lack."
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances."
- William Shakespeare
A friend died recently. We were not in touch the past couple of years besides the occasional social media contact. I wanted to reconnect with him but never did these last few years. He was a tough person and a compassionate person a combination that is rare and a welcome repose from the mediocre when you find it. His passing was a surprise for he was relatively young and physically a fighter and strong in body. I still do not know what took him from this life. His family faith was Islam. He liked the same movies I did in Braveheart and Gladiator and he appreciated my video "Waking From Dogmatic Slumber".
I took notice because few people on my personal social media site appreciated that video but he did. He was the type of person that would be in the fox hole with you. Slow to judge quick to assist. I wish I would of reconnected with him.
And now his consciousness is no longer bundled together. Human life is fragile and passing. For the living it is an illusion of normalcy. Consciousness is the dream of the living. Eternal dreamless sleep awaits.
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