Only the good die young, croons Billy Joel, and we all know exactly what hes talking about. It is always those who are too light, too bright for this planet that seem to make their exits early. We concede that it could be in part because they are immortalized in the bloom of their youth, too soon to make the mistakes the rest of us make sooner or later and live to regret, but we wonder, somehow, if it isnt something more than that. What ifthey are special? Spirits, angels even, who have agreed somewhere out in the ether, before they took bodies in this life, to come to earth for only short periods at a time, bless those they come in contact with intensely, and then leave again, lift off into the next cycle of life and love? And what ifyou had the unlikely experience of knowing such a spirit twice in one lifetime? Once as their peer and once as their elder? How we long for such a reprieve from the losses we experience, how we hope to be brushed,... Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Inertia (Kim Cope Tait)