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ݱ13 Jul 90±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±_ROR_-_ALUCARD_±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±Ý? Þ°
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Ý Ý A Þ°
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Ý D E A T H Ý ?Þ°
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Ý A ßßßßß°
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Ý An Anthology of Ancient Texts, Songs, Prayers, Tfile Þ°
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Ý and Stories. Distribution Þ°
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ÜÜÜÜÜ Edited by: David Melitzer Centere Þ°
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Ý? Þ Typed and added extras by: Doctor Murdock - RoR - Þ°
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°°°The HQ of SDBP, Inc - 510/237/8563°°PolySpock Project - 510/524/3649°°°
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°Drop Sites°°°°°° Hollow's Renaissance - 510/669/9432°°°°°Drop Sites°°°°°°
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.... NO! ...................... MNO! ...
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..... MNO!! ...................... MNNOO! ...
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..... MMNO! ...........................MNOO!! .
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.... MNOONNOO! MMMMMMMMMMPPPOII! MNNO.!!! .
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... !O! NNO! MMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPOOOII!! NO! ....
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...... ! MMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPOOOOIII! ! ...
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........ MMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPOOOOOOII!! .....
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........ MMMMMOOOOOOPPPPPPPPOOOOMII! ...
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....... MMMMM.. OPPMMP .,OMI! ....
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...... MMMM:: O .,OPMP,. o ::I!! ...
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.... NNM:::.,,OOPM!P,.::::!! ....
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.. MMNNNNNOOOOPMO!!IIPPO!!O! .....
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... MMMMMNNNNOO|!!|!!IPPPPOO! ....
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.. MMMMMNNOOMMNNIIIPPPOO!! ......
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...... MMMONNMMNNNIIIOO!..........
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....... MN MOMMMM/MIIIIIO! OO ..........
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......... MNO! Ii/ ! ! \iI OOOO ...........
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...... NNN.MNO! . O!^ ^!O . OONO NO! ........
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.... MNNNNNO. ...OOOO^^^OOOO . 666\NN!........
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...... MNNNNO! .. PPPPPPPPP .. MMNON!........
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...... OO! ................. ON! .......
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....... .......
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ENTERING : APPROACHING THE REALM
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- How To Make A Zombi Out Of A Dying Man -
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Take a white pot, fill it with 21 seeds of pois congo* and
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a length of string knotted 21 times, and slip it under his
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pillow. After his death, leave the pot in a small dark room.
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The string will turn into a spider, and the spider is the zombi.
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You must treat it carefully, feeding it with just enough food
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and water, but no salt, and when you are in need of it's
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services you must practise another magic: you knock three times
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on the door and unlock it behind your back, to give the zombi
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time to assume human form. As you enter the room it will rise
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from it's chair and bow. But speak harshly as you give your
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orders, and beat it to make it afraid, or it will do you harm.
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[* pois congo (or gate sang, range sang): Cajanus indicus, Leguminosae.
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Vulnerary, pulmonary, for jaundice, colic, sprains, and bruises,
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itchings, smallpox, coughs, madness. Exorcise of evil spirits,
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cures impotence, used to wash corpses and the newly born, and to
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make zombis. ]
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(>
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People who are dying reach out to grasp another hand.
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People unfold their hands when dying.
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A door or window is often opened just before a death to allow the soul
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egress; otherwise, death will not ~come easy~, for the soul sees no way of
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getting into the open.
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Pillows are still removed from under the head of the dying, "to make them
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die easier." The pillow may have "with wreaths" in it, for witches can knot
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feathers in a pillow and make wreaths of them, and these trouble the dying and
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hold back the soul. Besides this, the feathers of certain birds are harmful
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and disturb the dying and there is a chance that some of these may be in the
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pillow.
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Coins are places on the eyes to keep them closed.
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It was a custom often to receive into ones own mouth the last breath of
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the dying.
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Some people cover the looking glasses in a room where a dead person lies.
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Sometimes all the water in a house is emptied from pitchers, buckets, and
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such.
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After a death in a house, clocks are stopped, mirrors covered, bells
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muffles.
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(>
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With the invention of Death comes the invention of continuous Life.
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We all go somewhere else, that's all. That's it. We move on.
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Do the dead fear birth as much as the living fear death?
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I see fate as a kick from a blind mule:
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if it is a hit, you are dead;
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if a miss, you live until you are senile.
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Row, row, row your boat,
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Gently down the stream.
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Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
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Life is but a dream.
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When I'm dead and in my grave and all my bones are rotten
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This little book will tell my name when I am quite forgotten.
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(>
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Those who cling to life die, and those who defy death live. The essential
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thing is the mind. Look into this mind and firmly take hold of it, and you
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will understand that there is something in you which is above birth-and-death
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and which is neither drowned in water nor burned in fire. I have myself
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gained an insight into this samadhi and know what I am telling you. Those who
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are reluctant to give up their lives and embrace death are nor true warriors.
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(>
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So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
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And Death once dead, there's no more dying then.
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=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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THE DEATH OF THE GODS CREATES THE WORLD
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It was a hot, sultry summer afternoon, and Eros, tired with play and faint
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from the heat, took shelter in a cool, dark cave. It happened to be the cave
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of Death himself.
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Eros, wanting only to rest, threw himself down carelessly--so carelessly
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that all his arrows fell out of his quiver.
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When he woke he found they had mingled with the arrows of Death, which lay
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scattered about the floor of the cave. They were so alike Eros could not tell
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the difference. He knew, however, how many had been in his quiver, and
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eventually he gathered up the right amount.
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Of course, Eros took some that belonged to Death and left some of his own
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behind.
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And so it is today that we often see the hearts of the old and the dying
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struck by bolts of Love; and sometimes we see the hearts of the young captured
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by Death.
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(>
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The serpent had rudely thrust Eve against the Tree of Knowledge, saying:
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"You have not died after touching this tree; neither will you die after eating
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this fruit!" He also said: "All former beings are ruled by the latest beings.
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You and Adam, created last of all, rule the world; eat therefore and be wise,
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lest God send new beings to usurp your rule!" As Eve's shoulders touched the
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tree, she saw Death approaching. "Now I must die," she groaned, "and God will
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give Adam a new wife! Let me persuade him to eat as I do, so that if we must
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both die, we shall die together; but if not we shall live together." She
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plucked a fruit and ate, then tearfully agreed with Adam until he agreed to
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share it.
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Eve later persuaded all beasts and birds to taste the fruit--or all except
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the prudent pheonix, which has remained immortal ever since.
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(>
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WHERE THE DEAD GO, WHERE THE DEAD STAY
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Mortals are immortals and immortals are mortals--one lives the others death
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and dies the others life.
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(>
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Whenever you see the hearse go by
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And think to yourself that you're gonna die
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Be merry, my friends, be merry.
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They put you in a big white shirt
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And cover you up with tons of dirt
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Be merry, my friends, be merry.
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They put you in a long shaped box
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And cover you with tons of rocks
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Be merry, my friends, be merry.
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The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out
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The ones that crawl in are lean and thin
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The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
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Be merry, my friends, be merry.
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Your eyes fall in and your hair falls out
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And your brains come tumbling down your snout
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Be merry, my friends, be merry.
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(>
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A chinese angel visited Hell. He saw many people seated around a table with
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delicious food of every description. Beside each person was a pair of yard-
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long chopsticks. But everyone there was wasting away with starvation, because
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no one was able to manipulate the clumsy chopsticks adequately to feed
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himself.
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Then the angel went to visit Heaven. There he saw another table piled with
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all kinds of wholesome, delicious food. Each person seated around the table
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was also provided with yard-long chopsticks. These people were happy and
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contented. They were feeding each other across the table with their yard-long
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chopsticks.
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Moral: The difference between Heaven and Hell is the people.
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(>
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The angle of death was once visible to all men but now is seen only by
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those who are dying. It also appears in dreams announcing the death of a sick
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person. It look like a Tatar, is thin and so tall that it's head reaches the
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roof. According to a folk tale it was once taken prisoner and at that time no
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one died. Sometimes the angel of death is also called Azren Kuba and Azren
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Kuguza, azren; old woman and azren; old man.
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The angel of death carried a long knife with which it kills people by
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cutting their throats. If it cuts a persons neck from behind, the person dies
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a year later. Sometimes it strangles a person with a wire or stabs him with a
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chisel. If it cuts you with a scythe or an ax, the person dies quickly. If
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it hits the person's head with a mallet, he loses consciousness. If Azren
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pricks the soles of a person's feet with an awl or strikes them with a shovel,
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or cuts his neck with a sickle or dull knife, the person dies a slow painful
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death. Children are sometimes said to be crushed to death between boards.
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(>
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(*)
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I will tell you the greatest secret.....Mirrors are the doors by
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which Death comes and goes. Besides, take a look at yourself in
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a mirror throughout your lifetime and you will see Death at work
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like bees in a glass hive.
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RoR - Alucard
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(Note: Most of these excerpts are taken from the book of Death*. There are
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many more where these came from. I just don't have the time to type
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them all up [because I have a life...]. It's a GREAT book and I
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highly suggest reading it. It's in the top ten of my personal
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library. Yes....I have a personal library. Hahaha. Ok, anyways...
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here the info. Hope you've enjoyed it... RoR, man... )
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* Call your local bookstore and ask for the book by title, as shown in the
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introduction of this file. If you live in the Bay Area, you can find a
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copy at either Cody's Books or Moes. I know one of them has a copy for
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sure. It's worth it....
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* Call your local bookstore and ask for the book by title, as shown in the
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introduction of this file. If you live in the Bay Area, you can find a
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copy at either Cody's Books or Moes. I know one of them has a copy for
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sure. It's worth it....
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