‘Where do we go when we die?”
Every child, or the child in all of us, asks that at some point, with parents and philosophers saying this or that in reply: “We go to heaven,” “We merge with the Absolute,” and so on — or, to borrow the language of ancient and not-so-ancient Japanese nationalism, we “fall like cherry blossoms in spring” and are “reborn seven times into this world of men to continue destroying enemies of the Emperor.”
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