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“Do you feel it?
Do you feel it now?
Want it, but you don’t know how?
Have it, as much as anybody ever has?
I wanna wake you from your dream,
I wanna know just who you’re talking to when your singin’ in your sleep
I wanna find out what it means
Do you love me?”

–Guster, Do You Love Me

That’s the real question, that everyone is always asking: “Do you love me?” And you don’t always find someone who says, “Of course.” Death, therefore, is not a moment of fear but of joy, because only afterwards can you finally find what you’re looking for.