posted on May, 6 2009 @ 10:23 PM
Appak,
My condolences are with you, and I couldn't possibly put in words my true thoughts of reading about your cancer, and........My heart goes out to
you, and your family. Truly. The secrets, honestly I could care less right now.....
First I want 2 say that I admire your courage Appak, and from what I can tell, you have earned people's respect here on ATS. *tips hat*
I only wish I had the opportunity to share a conversation or 2 with you sooner.
However, I will soon read literature you've posted here on ATS, and carry your legacy in thought. You seem a person with character, wisdom, and wit.
Challenging.
Perhaps there will be a lesson or gift from the words of you flowed, and thoughts you shared here on ATS that will become eternal and bliss after your
death Appak. Smile with me.
Life is like a tear and a smile.
One of my ealrly mentors in life.......Gibran:
On Death
Kahlil Gibran
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Appak, may your days be not limited, but abundant with happiness and the best memories yet. Let these days fulfill the bins of joy.......and pass as a
cloud over the mountains of matter.
Rest in peace my brother.
Sincerely,
Amedeo