#OnDeath  Do you forget that someday your breath will depart you, that your life will give itself over to the great unknown? Are you distracted from the heavy gaze of great equalizer of all people?  It is watching you intently right now.  Do you not remember that you too must grow old - if you are so fortunate - and then perish in the grave, eaten by worms, turned again into dust? Do you quiet yourself and turn your face away from that which will surely come?  Why?