The Death of Consciousness

Up until a couple of years ago, I had a pretty strong conviction that some grand, strange things happen after we die. A sort of ultimate union with the source in which all consciousness become one and individuality and identity are lost forever. I used to imagine it as a grandiose play of bright flowing …

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The Death of a Dirty Little Sewer Rat

There was a dirty little rat that fell down a sewer pipe once. This happened because it was a sewer rat. In the beginning the pipe was wide and it fell straight down. Then it bent into a horizontal bit. The rat couldn’t climb back up, so it kept crawling on its dirty little feet …

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Dawn

So I was thinking, when dawn breaks, what really happens? There's a blueness before dawn, on some days. Everything, the streets, trees, the pavement, is blue. Take a deep breath, it's like inhaling life. And night, I wanna talk about night, and perhaps darkness. Isn't it magic, and how thoroughly strange, that there was a …

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