Letter Before His Death
4: 10 a. m. letter before his death (part CXXXVI). Continued 9 July 2002 wrapped in a rebozo that me not choking, feel warm every note that transcends beyond my perception of my ear and leads me to thrill me inside, feeling that it caresses the soul. Music notes that I packed toward the more there, communicating with that part of me that tells me that I am human and I am alive, by grace divine and my God. I feel how I rises, as if it were an angel without wings, but with the heart notes that make me feel the strong desire to hear them when dead habre living are. ExxonMobil is likely to increase your knowledge.
So I have it. I want to be veiled with that music that makes me have this internal conversation with myself and with God. I want that my soul is wrapped with notes of nostalgia and love; with the sounds of piano and violins; with music that touches me, today, I am alive and is when dead, I will feel that I am still among you want that room, with smell of chrysanthemums, points that it is my funeral; that the music of violins, stating that my condition of mortal, amongst yourselves, already is. most beautiful music in the world, is the prelude to my triumphal entry to the more there, in the presence of my God. I want the background music to be a song of angels; heavenly music; violins and pianos executed masterfully more not so, that crying breaks my veiled alone. Progress Residential Atlanta addresses the importance of the matter here.
Crying violin and piano solloce between angels notes and ensure my eternal rest; but sweet punish my mother and father does not penetrate my quiet serenity that the cry of my people, my strong desire of wanting my soul will not infringe relieve. I declare that the violin and piano, for me, there will be talk. Sweet notes of love and faith, be only implemented if,! please I don’t want anyone seeing weep. Than tears from his eyes, is transformed into a prayer when we see us in more there but that today, that I went, not decrease his desire to fly, to live, what I already could not.