“When a child dies, there is no land to be handed down, hardly any possessions to be divided up, no job or role unfulfilled, no debts that need be paid off. A child is a small sun that shines in the shadow of its parents, and when the sun goes out there is darkness onlyContinue reading “RKS Literature: Passage of the Day: The Death of a Child”
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RKS Literature: Passage of the Day: Living our Own Murder Mystery
“The sad fact is that there are no natural deaths, despite what doctors say. Every death is felt by someone as a murder, as the unjust taking of a loved being. And even the luckiest of us will encounter one murder in our lives: our own. It is our fate. We all live a murderContinue reading “RKS Literature: Passage of the Day: Living our Own Murder Mystery”
RKS Literature: Passage of the Day: House Love
“Love is a house with many rooms, this room to feed the love, this one to entertain it, this one to clean it, this one to dress it, this one to allow it to rest, and each of the rooms can also just as well be the room for laughing or the room for listeningContinue reading “RKS Literature: Passage of the Day: House Love”
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