Everybody dies, but great souls ressurects in our memories.
You will know who truly loves you when you ask them to do an uncoventional favor.
I don't talk with everybody because i am not everybody, i am single.
I imagine the whole universe moving into hell because of licking God's candy.
Death people who are still alive at this hour, must resurrect and ascend to the intellectual heaven where there is no ignorance.
I die in sleep, and sleep is death and death is unknown, and unknown is God.