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"Our roads are ever mysterious, and ever-tangled. We are so lucky to breathe. We are so lucky to live, and we are so very, very lucky to die. We are so lucky that every day, when we wake up, we do not know if we will live or die. We are so very, very lucky that one of these days will be our last. Flowers smiling at the sun know this secret of life. They trust that one of these days they will close. Until they close, they are open. Flowers know this secret. Why not human beings? Until they close, they are open. Until our roads close, they must be open. Until the mountains crumble, we must climb them. As long as we climb mountains, our roads will be tangled and thunderous and awesome. Every lightning bolt traces a path in the sky. Every flower smiles at the lightning tracing root systems in the sky, moving from star meridian point to star meridian point. The stars twinkle. Some of them are already dead. Stars are like flowers. They smile at the Universe, and they know that they will close someday, and that is what keeps them open. Stars are the flowers of the sky. They smile at us. We are here to be enchanted. Everything around us understands this. Why not human beings?" - from Mokosza and the Mountain

 
 

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