Oh! Eternity, thou depth without bottom, thou sea without a shore, must I sail upon thy boundless waves forever in one undeviating track -- and must I either plough through seas of bliss, or else be driven by the stormy winds of vengeance, over gulfs of misery? ... Am I prepared? For, prepared or not, death admits of no delay, and if he is at my door, he will take me where I must go forever, prepared or not.
— Aug 12, 2024 05:39AM
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