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Nothing Real Can Be Threatened
I experienced it when my mother died. I cried, and yet i felt a great peace underneath it. If the peace could have spoken, it probably would have said, there is no death. Only forms die. But it was just pece. And then a few months later, my dad died, and they didn't even live together. And then the same thing happened again. So you can sad when somebody dies, or you may be sad at even when people die that you don't know. At the same time, these two levels, on one level, death is tragic. On a higher, or deeper level, it's natural and not ic at all. In ultimate terms,