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he was not a bad father, and she was not a bad child, and there could be no badness between two people who loved each other as they did. They had loved each other and so always forgiven, for this draft is not just a place of blessings where things are supposed to go well. Getting through it is enough, and they did. They go through their entire lives to

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They will be missing something that we have in this life, which we cannot even take joy and having, we do not believe a word will ever come in which the particular suffering of ours will be gone.

Yes, we can see what’s beautiful in it. We can see the beauty, in a way they will never understand. They will not understand it, in the next draft of the world.

there is something exciting about the first draft— anarchic, scrappy, full of life, flawed.

Our lives are full of misery, but what about the thrill of being here together, in this terrible time, knowing that life will not be so terrible when the next draft comes?
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to find the right distance from everything in life is the most important thing. To stand at the right distance, like God standing back from the canvas. — for you can’t see anything if you’re up to close, and you can’t see anything if you’re too far back.

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The universe, having let you die, it’s not going to kill you again. It takes some time to get used to this, that you are not going to keep on dying, and that there’s a new place to be in, a place without friends or desire or family. In this stratosphere, with all this blackness, the feeling of living is a different thing; life is not set upon by a human body…

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there is not nothing in this way out here, afterlife, where there is no gravity, and the laws of the universe and the laws of physics are not as you experience them their own earth. That does not mean that those laws are better, but you have to not have fear, if you relax into them, then you will see that the laws that exist out here, post life, in the dark universe, or a lot of fun.
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When you remember me in a loving wa that illuminates everything on earth that is
your memories. So why don't you focus on the memories that make you happy, the beautiful ones, for that recalls the light which shone through me, and which is the same as the light that shines through you

But it is better and easier to remember the parts that were life, because while the winning and critiquing part dies, the loving part goes somewhere else; it still remains somewhere. How beautifully love lights up the person in life! How love truly illuminates us! Yes, and whatever illuminated them is somewhere else now, illuminating something else,
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It is easy to remember that part, which is equivalent with life, when the person you love is dead. The winning parts are equivalent with death. You only remember the loving parts, which are life, in order to bring me back to life. When you remember the criticizing and killing parts, you are not as sad about my death. That was my death in life, too.

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That is true when someone dies-that you often only think about the loving part, but in that way you are just thinking about life, which runs through plants and trees; the loving part which is part of every-ching. That part of us is the best thing about us and because it is the least individual thing, it shines through
when it shines.
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