Dying of excess life

Making a note was a priority when life appeared to be slipping away. It  is as though I am not ready and  it  may slip away in  an unrecorded moment.

As it happened, life slipped away indeed this evening.  Because of an excess life, redundancy in cells. Dying of excess life, as it were. Cancer. Robert Frost’s  three words summed up life: it  goes on. This lady is now collecting frost in the cellar :  her death goes on,  till tomorrow when she embraces fire.  In the meantime life goes on. The music goes on in the street temples of the elephant-God, the music of her death and our life.

We too shall die, when our turn comes.Like her we may die of excess life .Or of excess death.


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