We wake up in life to live it or to die?

No matter how many autumns will pass over the tree of Destiny none is like the winter of death.

If we did not know then we would not die.

What grain of dust can be easier carried by your life’s emptiness wind than the knowledge?

Is the sunrise superior just because it goes before the sunset with a day and sunset goes before the sunrise with a night? Could there be day without night and sunrise without sunset, life without death?

There isn’t a God more real and truer than the God of your knowledge.