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So. Go AFK for a bit, and what happens? Farrah Fawcett, and later on on the same day Michael Jackson.

I read an elegant and lovely phrase for the passing of someone - "he shed off his mortal frame and took Mahasamadhi."

All I could do last night was send them as they took Mahasamadhi the instruction "Be without fear as the Great Transfiguration begins ..."

A mournful beginning to my last day at A4e.

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Date: 2009-06-26 08:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pete23.livejournal.com
The angel of death stands between heaven and earth, holding a poison-dripping sword. Identified with Satan, he is full of powers, a diligent reaper, an old fugitive and wanderer like Cain, a beggar, a pedlar, an Arab nomad, a skeleton, capering with sinners and misers in a jugglers' dance. But the nightmarish angel presents a different face to the one who has died before death, who has attained some measure of the apatheia of a saint.

We are told that Azrael, Death, appears to our spirit in a form determined by our beliefs, actions, and dispositions during life. He may even manifest invisibly so the man may die of a rose, a rheumatic pain, or of a rotting stench. When the soul sees Azrael, it falls in love, and its gaze is thus withdrawn from the body as if by a seduction. Great prophets and saints may even be politely invited by Death, who appears to them in corporeal form. Thus it was with Moses and with Mohammed. When the Persian poet Rumi lay on his deathbed, Azrael appeared as a beautiful youth and said, "I am come by divine command to enquire what commission the Master may have to entrust in you."

In fact, a strange connection becomes apparent between mors and amor, love and death. The moment of extinction in the pleasure of love resembles that of death, and thus, that of the mystical. In mythic terms, Eros and Thanatos are almost twins, for in some cases Death appears as a lovely youth and Eros as a withered starveling. Both love and death are gateways, hence their eternal adolescence and their fixation in the midst of the rite of passage.

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Date: 2009-06-26 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fiat-knox.livejournal.com
I've seen the Angel. I was only a baby, and he popped in to loom over my cot, skeletal phalanges and all.

I think he was paying a family visit, popping in to see the newest member of the Clan.

my Lady Arianhrod agrees and approves...

Date: 2009-06-26 08:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heyokah49.livejournal.com
My most humble of thanks for your reminders of this.

As a humble devotee of my goddess, I must acknowledge that your words, carry the ring of truth. They ring true...for honesty always does.

Troth and Rimble send their regards as well...

Thank you.....

Date: 2009-06-26 08:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heyokah49.livejournal.com
for the beautiful thoughts and sentiments on the passing of two such beloved icons.

you sum up in simple phrases, the feelings in my heart, and in my prayers for these special people, and their families.

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