Is it happiness is so impossible, that you can't touch it even when it's close to you? Or is it emptiness is still so probable, that you're scared to even reach for it?

The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qur'an is mute,
If you burned them all together you'd be close to the truth.

Haven't laughed this hard in a long time,
I better stop now before I start crying.

"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."

IV

Que vontade de morrer. Deitar, e morrer.