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We Live While Awaiting Our Death
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5019280We Live While Awaiting Our Deathhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/we-live-while-awaiting-our-death-1230007999475/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4565543/image.jpg?v=6385433329266000005858MXNGandhiInStock/Ebooks/4751074We Live While Awaiting Our Death5858https://www.gandhi.com.mx/we-live-while-awaiting-our-death-1230007999475/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4565543/image.jpg?v=638543332926600000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20241230007999475_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_<p><strong>We Live While Awaiting Our death</strong></p><p><strong>Prologue</strong></p><p>The world outside was dark and foreboding, a constant reminder that our time was limited. But we didnt let it consume us. We found ways to make the most of every moment, to cherish the time we had, and to leave a mark on this world before we were gone.</p><p><strong>Chapter 1: The</strong> <strong>Weight of Mortality</strong></p><p>I remember the day my grandmother told me about her own mortality. She was old, frail, and tired, her eyes sunken with the weight of years. She took my hand in hers and said, "We live while awaiting our death. Its the only way to truly live."</p><p>At first, I didnt understand. What did she mean? Why would anyone choose to live in anticipation of their own demise? But as I grew older, I began to grasp the truth in her words.</p><p><strong>Chapter 2: The Dance Of Life</strong></p><p>Life is a dance, a delicate balance between light and darkness. One step forward, two steps back. We twirl and spin, never staying in one place for too long. Were always moving, always changing. And yet, were always waiting for something else.</p><p>For some, its love. For others, its success. For me, it was the discovery of my true passion photography. When I held my first camera in my hands, I knew that I had found my reason for being.</p><p><strong>Chapter 3: The Beauty of Impermanence</strong></p><p>I took my camera on a journey across the world, capturing moments that would soon be lost forever. A sunset on a deserted beach, a childs smile in a crowded market, a lovers embrace on a moonlit night.</p><p>Each image was a reminder that life is fleeting, that every moment is precious. And yet, I couldnt help but feel grateful for the chance to experience it all.</p><p><strong>Chapter 4: The Burden of Memory</strong></p><p>As I looked through my photos, I realized that they were more than just images they were memories. Fragile, ephemeral things that would soon fade away.</p><p>I thought about all the people I had met, all the stories I had heard, all the moments I had captured. And I felt a sense of responsibility to hold onto them, to preserve them for as long as I could.</p><p><strong>Chapter 5: The Impermanence of Love</strong></p><p>I met her on a rainy night in Paris. We danced under the awning of a small café, our bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music.</p><p>In that moment, I knew that I would never forget her. That our love was fleeting, like everything else in this world.</p><p>But we chose to cherish it nonetheless. To hold onto it with all our might.</p><p><strong>Chapter 6: The Gift of Impermanence</strong></p><p>One day, she was gone. Left me with only memories and a deep sadness.</p><p>But even in grief, I found solace in the impermanence of life. In the knowledge that our love had existed at all.</p><p>And so I continued to take pictures, to capture moments before they slipped away. To hold onto beauty while it was still within reach.</p><p><strong>Epilogue</strong></p><p>We live while awaiting our death. Its the only way to truly live.</p><p>As I look back on my life, I realize that every moment has been precious. Every breath has been a gift.</p><p>And though death may come for us all, its not something to fear. For in its shadow lies the beauty of life itself.</p><p><em><strong>We Live While Awaiting Our Death.</strong></em></p>...1230007999475_Benjamin Tamemon Wadjalibro_electonico_1230007999475_1230007999475Benjamin TamemonInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/f81c1601-1c69-427d-8613-e8e20a089f82-epub-de17d42b-885f-48cb-850f-dc623e660730.epub2024-06-17T00:00:00+00:00Benjamin Tamemon Wadja