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“Whatever way you put it, I am here only because my world is here. When I took my first breath, my world was born with me. When I die, my world dies with me. In other words, I wasn't born into a world that was already here before me, nor do I leave anything behind to live on after me. People live thinking of themselves as members of a group or society. However, this isn't really true. Actually, I bring my own world into exisitence, live it out, and take it with me when I die…”
— Kosho Uchiyama, Opening the Hand of Thought
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Website of the moment: Poem about suicide, written by Abraham Lincoln: http://www.hnn.us/comments/39695.html