QOTD

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hey cancer, go fuck yourself. i still have the last laugh. because only we CAN laugh. laughter and love do not die with the body. laughter changes the makeup of bodily cells, for the better, they improve our cells, which all eventually go back to Mother Earth, only seeks to improve it, thereby bringing forth more life. Grief cannot kill, only the fear of it can. She lives more now than ever. How silly you are, cancer and Death, thinking you are the bearer of the end. How pathetic. You are merely the deliverer to HIM. to eternal light. you are just the sad little tool. a tool designed to bring us HOME. Do your worst, for you will always lose. Do your worst, for I will do mine!

“Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst, for I will do mine! Then the fates will know you as we know you”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo