The only thing that’s missing in this gift of life is an essential
ingredient: a constant reminder of how precious it is.
But is life precious only because we are living?
Then I woke up. Suddenly, I was irreversibly awake. And the reality
that I saw, I had always known it — deep within the deepest place inside me I
had known it to be true. Yet the realization was shattering, perhaps because of
the very fact that I had buried this knowledge so deep.
Prizes, Achievements, Accolades, Recognition.
darkness, memories, ashes, dust.
This is what humans are all about: gang up and fight. It goes by
different names — patriotism, team spirit… Give yourself the illusion that
there is somewhere a goodness in this
effort, and you can go right ahead. Band music can play along.
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