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How to Use a Password Manager to Share Your Logins After You Die (2025)

https://fed.brid.gy/r/https://www.wired.com/story/how-to-use-a-password-manager-to-share-your-logins-after-you-die/

🙏✨ Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on. – Revelation 14:13

There is peace and eternal rest for those who live in the Lord. Let’s find comfort in knowing that our faith leads to eternal life with Him. 💫🕊️ #Revelation14 #EternalRest #BlessedInTheLord #FaithAndHope #ChristConfidence #EmpowerYourFaith #ElevateYourLife #UnleashYourChristConfidence

Ah, yes, because nothing says "eternal rest" quite like being trapped in a glass cube for all eternity. 🧊⚰️ Was 1903 running low on actual ideas, or did they just have a surplus of glass? 🤔 #InnovationFail
https://hyperallergic.com/406959/preserving-the-dead-in-glass/ #InnovationFail #GlassCube #EternalRest #DesignFlaws #1903History #HackerNews #ngated

I miss the Pope! One last Easter and one last lesson served up! 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼💙💙🦋🦋🦋🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 #EternalRest @qm-b.bsky.social a precious soul!

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A quotation from Orwell

So far as we can see, both horror and pain are necessary to the continuance of life on this planet, and it is therefore open to pessimists like Swift to say: “If horror and pain must always be with us, how can life be significantly improved?” His attitude is in effect the Christian attitude, minus the bribe of a “next world” — which, however, probably has less hold upon the minds of believers than the conviction that this world is a vale of tears and the grave is a place of rest.

George Orwell (1903-1950) English writer [pseud. of Eric Arthur Blair]
Essay (1946-09), “Politics vs. Literature: An Examination of Gulliver’s Travels,” Polemic, No. 5

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/orwell-george/76252/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #orwell #georgeorwell #death #eternalrest #humancondition #life #misery #pessimism #restinpeace #rip

Standing before this aged urn, surrounded by rustling autumn leaves. The rusted gate, the inscription about "peace for your ashes" - they touch something deep within me. Transience embraces me. How many have stood here, saying goodbye? Time slips away as I feel the cool wind. In this place's silence, I find strange comfort, connected to the eternal cycle that encompasses us all.

Hier stehe ich vor dieser alten Urne, umgeben von raschelndem Herbstlaub. Das rostige Gitter, die Inschrift vom "Frieden deiner Asche" - sie berühren etwas in mir. Vergänglichkeit umfängt mich. Wie viele haben hier gestanden, Abschied genommen? Die Zeit verrinnt, während ich den kühlen Wind spüre. In der Stille dieses Ortes fühle ich mich seltsam geborgen, verbunden mit dem ewigen Kreislauf, der uns alle umschließt.

#CemeteryBeauty #AutumnMemories #RustyGates #EternalRest #UrbanMemorial #FallenLeaves #RememberanceArt #TimelessMemories #PeaceInAshes #HeritageGraves

Framed by rough stone, this old circular window tells of times past. The delicate, weathered stone arches form a pattern reminiscent of Gothic sacred buildings. Through the dark openings, the silence of the cemetery peers through—a symbol of transience and eternity at once. A window that hides more than it reveals.

Eingefasst in rauen Stein erzählt dieses alte Rundfenster von vergangenen Zeiten. Die filigranen, von der Witterung gezeichneten Steinbögen formen ein Muster, das an gotische Sakralbauten erinnert. Durch die dunklen Öffnungen blickt die Stille des Friedhofs hindurch – ein Symbol für Vergänglichkeit und Ewigkeit zugleich. Ein Fenster, das mehr verbirgt als es zeigt.

#CemeteryArt #GothicArchitecture #StoneWindow #TimewornBeauty #HistoricPlaces #SilentStories #EternalRest #WeatheredElegance #MysticalAesthetics #ForgottenHistory

Baked earth & silent stones paint a harsh beauty across the Cemetery. A place where souls resting here find eternal peace, embraced by the area's tranquil atmosphere. #Malta #SummerInGozo #Photography #Photo #EternalRest #TTMO

At the end of all days, only what we carry within remains—memories, regrets, perhaps peace. The statue, bowed under the weight of time, seems to rest within itself, silently accepting the course of life. The roses, delicate and fleeting, remind us that beauty exists even in decay. Transience and permanence united in a quiet moment between stone and bloom.

Am Ende aller Tage bleibt nur das, was wir in uns tragen – Erinnerungen, Reue, vielleicht Frieden. Die Statue, gebeugt von der Last der Zeit, scheint in sich zu ruhen, als würde sie den Lauf des Lebens still akzeptieren. Die Rosen, zart und vergänglich, erinnern daran, dass selbst im Verfall Schönheit existiert. Vergänglichkeit und Beständigkeit vereint in einem stillen Moment zwischen Stein und Blüte.

#EndOfDays #LifeAndTime #MementoMori #TransientBeauty #SilentReflection #AgingGracefully #StoneAndBloom #TimePasses #FadingMoments #EternalRest

A quotation from Wilde, Oscar:

«
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.
»

Full quote, sourcing, notes:
https://wist.info/wilde-oscar/73193/

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