Psalm 89:47 

47 Remember how short my time is;
For what futility have You created all the children of men?

No one seems to know better than mankind in this sphere

No one hides the truth better than an appointed demon

No one wants to know about each human in despair

But how would we know unless life is lived a sermon?

Every life an epistle to be read to amplify love’s meaning

Really one’s life an imprint ... to be known by everyone

Either for good or otherwise in a process made for dreaming

A candle flickering in darkness ... to show what needs be done

Jan Wienen