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195 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2006
If you are the one saying what I am not saying in your silence, then death will be no more than a means for the soul to find the journey awaiting it. If I am the one saying what I say to you now, on this stone, then I am death's ultimate excuse to introduce life to its obscure antagonist. An antagonist incapable of introducing life to its opposite in another place, or non-place, which those who fear nothingness have called immortality.
Stars gaze down at us, my friend, like golden buttons shimmering on eternity's coat. They gaze down at us from a distant death that has yet to reach us. As I recite my address to you, a star slips into my words and illuminates my darkness. Perhaps death is a metaphor to remind us of a secret of life we failed to notice. So what is it?