When a person reaches a certain age of clarity, the world around appears in a different light, or better said, in a different glow. All the trivial dalliances that were important once, seem to have taken on a shift in focus. Arranged in attitudes of contemplation, we are no longer exclusively preoccupied with the ego.
We have opened the mind to possibilities other than our own. The solutions we were once tethered to, fall away, and we discover that they were not the best to the exclusion of all others, after all.
There is no refuge from death *, so what is the point to being someone we are not or doing something that does not make us happy? Experience a mystical re-birth. Do what makes you happy in this life ~ allow the cog to engage a transfer of motion within the natural scheme of things.
Listen to your heart.
Walk along the white path and creep quietly across the bridge that sits above the murk.
Come to the edge.
I am there ………. waiting.
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