The human being may be no more real than is a cinematograph film.
When the projected light is switched off all that remains is a blank screen. That which has been projected by light was a series of 'stills'.
Such also is what is beng projected by 'life'.
The more you consider the analogy the more perfect it seems to be:
it could help us to understand.
~Wei
Take note...
the shirt says
I LOVE
ME.
As nightfall does not come all at once, neither does oppression.
In both instances, there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged.
And it is in such twilight that we all must be most aware of change in the air
However slight.
(unknown)
Joyful, joyful
We adore Thee
God of glory
Lord of love
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee
Hail Thee to the sun above
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness
Drive the dark of doubt away
Giver of immortal gladness
Fill us with the light of day
With light
With light
Mortals join the mighty chorus
Which the morning stars began
Father love is reigning o'er us
Brother love binds man to man
Ever singing march we onward
Victors in the midst of strife
Joyful music lifts us on ward
In the triumph song of life
Although gold dust is precious,
when it gets in your eyes, it obstructs your vision.
Hsi-Tang