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It comes down to what we make of it.
To what we do with it.
To who we become because of it.
We are it.
It is us.
Where does that line lie?
And my death,
our death,
is a continuation of it.
It goes on.
And on, and on...
And so do we--
in an altered state of being,
but we are a form of energy,
a collection of various forms of energy,
psychic energy,
karmic energy,
kinetic energy,
thermal energy,
electrical energy,
radiant energy...
and energy cannot be created or destroyed,
only transformed or converted.
What form shall our conversion take?
That is the mystery
we wait to experience,
and to spend any time pondering it
is to waste the time that is ours
in this incarnation.
Why do that?
Why not spend our time exploring,
examining,
investigating,
probing,
inquiring,
experimenting,
intuiting,
reflecting,
realizing,
and making the most of the time at hand?
What would "making the most
of the time at hand" mean for you?
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