the dead arise and stream on in endless procession....
The trumpets of the apocalypse ring out..
And behold, it is no judgment...
There is no punishment and no reward.
An overwhelming love illuminates our being."
-From Gustav Mahler's Program Notes
What was created
Must perish,
What perished, rise again!
Cease from trembling!
Prepare yourself to live!
...
With wings which I have won for myself..
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