Masters of War
Song by Bob Dylan
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
Religions, textbooks, thinkers, adages, folklores, teachings passed over generations have all mentioned this one thing - everything will be left behind, you take nothing with you.
After all, we brought nothing in and it is certain we can carry nothing out.
Let there be no war.
Let there be life
Let there be love.
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I don't understand how humans know the ultimate truth and yet are always in denial. . .