A 3rd Act Explained

I am not living like I was dying, I am dying. Calm down buttercup, you are too. Some of us have a more rapidly approaching departure Date, but don’t kid yourself, 34 years is a long fucking time, especially for one who meditates thereby stilling the thinking mind to be able to live and thrive in the now without being dragged ahead or yanked behind by unlived or unresolved living.

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