Walking one day in a grave yard, I called forth a ghost from its slumber.
I said to it, "What is it you do?" The ghost replied, "I am
dead, the business of being dead is a full time job."
I sat down under a tree, to reflect on this field of death, with its lust for everlasting life. I could picture in my minds eye the never ending struggle of man and the finality of the grave.
This vast graveyard is a meeting place for all of us. As a deep sadness came over me, I heard a voice from the heavens say, "Leave my creation alone. Let mankind do what it does best."
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