Epitaph for a skeptic from Rome, 3rd or 4th c. AD.
Do not pass my epitaph by, traveler,
but stop and listen, and only when you understand, move on.
There is no boat in Hades, no ferryman Charon,
no Aicos, keeper of the key, no hound Cerbelos.
All of us who have died and gone below are
bones, ashes, not one thing else.
I have spoken to you truly. Leave, traveler,
lest even dead I seem to you to be a chatterbox.
(Source: clarabeau, via birdonwing)
