When a
child is not born yet, he seems to be full. Just born, he starts emptying. The
first day of birth is the first day of his dying. He starts emptying: one day
dead, two days dead, three days dead. What you call your birthday would be
better called your deathday -- it would be nearer the truth. You have been
dying for one year and you say a birthday has come. You have been dying for
fifty years and you say you have lived for fifty years: "Let's celebrate
my golden anniversary." But you died for fifty years. Death is drawing
nearer and life is receding further and further: the bucket is emptying. Do you
base your thinking about life on what is receding or do you base it on what is
drawing nearer? What kind of inverted arithmetic is this? We are dying every
day, death keeps creeping closer.
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