
...to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune."
Feeling a bit inclined to shuffle off this mortal coil,
Maggie Cheung exposes herself to a rain of arrows
shot by thousands upon thousands of Qin archers.
But somehow they all miss.
Refuting the mystical, metaphysical concept of the existence of individual, discrete selves (while bearing in a non existent mind, that there is no universally accepted theory as to what the word "existence" means)
That love is all there is
Is all we know of love
-Emily Dickinson
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