From the perspective of all there is and has been, our individual lives are as the flashes of fireflies on a summer’s evening. From such a perspective, that one may be a bit longer or shorter, a bit brighter or dimmer than another, is of little note. Yet, for the fireflies themselves, whose brief lives and society are defined by their alternating flashes in the night, such variations doubtless seem important. So it is with us, and we can't help but mourn an early passing.
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Sunday, January 18, 2009
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