Play me, I'm yours

An awesome art project created

to get people to connect and play music.

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live

in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love

and live in which is omnipresent. This divine glass, they

see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is

the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet

their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present,

because immortal.

William Penn - More Fruits of Solitude