From a letter to me dated April 17, 2006 – epd
Fate just keeps on collecting dues. She is getting closer to where we are, to where I am especially. Many of our acquaintances have been singled out and claimed by her already. Soon, her knock will be at our door, to get me as her due. The sad thing about one’s fate is that he won’t be around to witness it and tell it to friends and relatives. Death happens to everyone. It’s definitely personal, but the victim himself will never know it or about it at all. In this respect, a person has all the proof to doubt his death. Or he doesn’t have evidence at all to believe that he dies when he dies. That’s truth to which no one is personally privy. The experience of death is strange. By direct knowledge of acquaintance, it never is experienced to be known and recounted.
No one knows his first birthday: how he breaks into life and light of day. No one too knows his last day: how he breaks away from life and into the dark of night.