Saturday, 9 September 2006

Memento Mori

Driving home for this weekend, I was delayed for some time by a passing funeral procession. How easily our generation skirts death. When we meet it, it is for us an interruption that we must avoid at all costs. Forestall! Delay! And when the day comes, we pass by it quickly and fearfully. How little we pray for the dead. Perhaps it is a great sign of the selfishness of our times. Let him who has ears to hear, hear.

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