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These flowers… I saw them being born, and I saw them die. And what I saw, is that Death is just a name for another moment in Time. 

There is beauty in knowing we are imperfect. But there is also pain. . There is longing for meaning. For completeness. There is striving to become…  what? What is it that I need to feel enough? . In learning to love unanswered questions I find some peace. . In learning to love Myself I let…

For as long as breath fills the present instant there is Nowhere else to go. . For as long as mind is focused in the moment, there is No One else to Be. . I close my eyes and let the rivers of tears flow to my chest and rest in my heart. . I…

I dwell in the memories of words never spoken. I am the meaning of All that Is. I live without ever being seen. I Die, only to live again forever. I live through the deepest knowing; I am here. I exist in the deepest corner of Emptiness. I am in every You, you run away…