death

Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity.
What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh:
but the earth abideth for ever. Ecclesiastes (the teacher)

There can be no life without death. Things come and go.
Plants and animals propagate and die.
So do the tiny microorganisms that inhabit them.
Species run their course until they in turn reach their end.

Each day has 24 hours. Then it is over.

The day of death will arrive and today, like all the other days, will be just a memory.
Day to day preoccupations and aspirations will lose their importance.

Why wait until then to work out what matters? Here in johnbrasted.com are practical ways to activate the innate wisdom and unused powers that are so often overlooked in the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

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