When one has not seen a person in a very long time, it is easy to understand how life and death is the same, how there is absolutely no difference except the story one tells. My son just phoned me to say that Boris died yesterday. Continue reading
When one has not seen a person in a very long time, it is easy to understand how life and death is the same, how there is absolutely no difference except the story one tells. My son just phoned me to say that Boris died yesterday. Continue reading