I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But as much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking.
Bout to tear this veggie sandwich up.
The penance of Mongaku Shonin under the waterfall of Nachi, encouraged by Fudo and his acolytes Kongara and Seitaka.
Utagawa Kuniyoshi 歌川国芳
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