They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
Nor can Spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same Divine Principle; the root and record of their Friendship.
If Absence be not Death, neither is theirs.
Death is but Crossing the World, as Friends do the Seas; They live in one another still.
For they must needs be present that love and live in that which is Omnipresent.
In this Divine Glass, they see Face to Face and their Converse is Free, as well as Pure.
This is the Comfort of Friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are in the best sense, ever present, because Immortal.
ML
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True words.
Sometimes a bowl of plain buttered noodles is right. Cracked pepper. This is good reading with a bowl of noodles, you may have been the one to originally post this gem. I credit you whether you did or didn't. Cheers.
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Ben this fellow was a great thinker and not recognized for it very much.
HH, I did post it a year or two ago when my friend's dad died.
ML
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