"If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring."-Kahlil Gibran
One of the last photographs of Kahlil Gibran
"You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips,
and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly."
- Kahlil Gibran
"The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes their naked selves and they would escape."
Where will you spend the
last night of your life?
In the 2nd tale in the above book,
I detail the last night of Kahlil Gibran, the gangster, Legs Diamond, Whilhelm Murnau, director of Nosferatu,
and Ida B. Wells, the valiant anti-lynching journalist of the late 1890's ...
all at a fateful 1931 New Year's Eve Party.
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