all are gods appearing ex nihilo yet finite.
we live, love, create, then, we end.
we are gone.
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all withdraw, hide their face, lives returning to their source.
from whence, into where, who can say.
they are gone.
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pain & sorrow, love & laughter may befall us all.
common experience unites us,
one & all.
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cherished memories, linger all around in the air.
to those who bring joy, I wish you ease.
hold them close.
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imperfect gods are we, flailing, faltering, failing.
each quite unique yet so the same.
we live on.
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harmony forces people to be other than themselves.
choose not to deny your true essence.
do not wait.
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Live as Michael lived, imperfectly exquisite.
express yourself albeit flawed.
it is late.
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Seize this opportunity; memory abides, real.
carry those who have gone before.
Live on united.
Michael Scheurer died today. I did not know him but it broke my heart – made me cry. My wife loved him dearly. He brought her great joy. His memory is sweet. Say his name – Michael Scheurer.