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The Passing

The Passing There is always a bridge a San Luis Ray we have to cross on the fateful day when it collapses, but we are not alone many others some quite young will also be on that bridge. We can blame the constructor of the bridge – Haliburton – or blame the state for lack of upkeep, heavy truckloads or shoddy workmanship. And like the friar in the novel by Thornton Wilder go looking for an answer; there is none, and there should not be any because it is irrelevant on that day whether you use a rowing boat or use a bridge on your way to Hades; the solace is as in the song “you will never walk alone.” Sung by Liverpool football supporters

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Date: 1/29/2016 5:38:00 AM
Wonderful great passing.From your favorite author I also remember the idea that our soul is not large enough to cover all no time moments of our life an consciousness of ourselves while living...like in the myth of Er.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 1/29/2016 7:17:00 AM
how right that is and thank you Ovidiu Bocsa

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