Life and Death.
Two words, appearently so short and meaningless. Appearently so easy to type or pronounce, to hear or read and to forget, yet they constitute a neverending source of philosophical quests. Since...well, since men havestarted to wonder on mysterious matters.
Life and Death.
People use to think they are one opposite to the other. I don't agree. They're just too strictly linked, intertwined, there's no death without life and there's no life without death.
Life and Death.
Not up to me to judge what's right or wrong.
May you have a safe journey, Piergiorgio. Your life has been pain, struggle, deceivement. Your life has been like a neverending sleep of nightmares. Death has come to give you what Life couldn't provide you: rest, and some peace.
And the beginning of a new Life.
- in memory of Piergiorgio Welby-
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