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Originally Posted by AnotherBob
Most people can barely sit through an hour and a half movie -- 2 hours is stretching it. Such is life and death for humans in this current psycho-physical realm. Death comes from the desire for change.
"Fire is whispering the secret in smoke's ear
This aloe's wood loves me
because I help it live out its purpose
With me, it becomes fragrance
and then disappears
altogether
The knots untie
and open into absence
as you do with me,
my friend
Eaten by flame and
smoked out into the sky
This is most fortunate
What's unlucky is not to change
and disappear
The black soil must crumble
to give itself to plants
Think how sperm and egg become
the smiling face and head
Bread must dissolve
to turn into thought . . ."
~Rumi
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Not sure what you mean by this sentence, "Death comes from the desire for change." It could be said that death and change have similarities but when you say "the desire for change" I don't know what you mean, I don't think life desires to change but that life itself is change and not to change is death. What is lost is the fact that something is, at the same time, experiencing these concepts and is apart from them.
I think Rumi's poem refers to death after the fact and not where did it come from. I like his thinking.