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begin again. and, again.
I heard your neighbor shot himself in his backyard. “No- it was in his front yard” she said. I had heard the story a few days earlier from my mother in law. The story did not stir up meditations on death, impermanence or- the suffering inherent in the transitory nature of reality-instead, I focused on the particulars.…
Everyday musings and some baby talk too
Exploring consciousness through the everyday
