They go by,
In a blink of the eye,
We are not for long alive,
Enlightenment is for what we strive…
So short lived are our meager lives,
How many of us end up in archives,
In this life I’ve enjoyed going on drives,
Yes, driving for me has made me thrive…
The problem with driving is everything goes by so fast. Unless we can slow down and, "smell the roses," so to speak, we really miss so much of this life. Like Tom below, I don't look forward to returning anywhere. Gotta make this one do it for me.
Ahhh . . . Except for one thing . . . Reincarnation . . . I have absolutely given up on thoughts of tomorrow, worries about whether or not I will be archived, etc. We all have our ways to get our calmness satisfied. Yours is driving, mine is poetry. Every day. Not necessarily good poetry, but poetry. Every day!
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
A scientist/philosopher explores the mysteries of existence in a highly personal quest for answers to life's ultimate questions, forging a bridge between sterile science and spiritual values -- a scholarly work for all who seek wisdom, truth, true fr
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Always,
Deborah
Ron
That's what my Dad called Death.
As I rapidly approach Age 76 next month,
My beliefs in the Hereafter have changed drastically.
I no longer think there is One.
"Carpe Diem" ... Seize The Day!
"Eat, Drink, and be Merry...
For Tomorrow, Ye may Die!"
That's All She Wrote!
No Heaven... No Hell...
Nuttin' Honey!
No Deposit... No Return...
Zip... Zilch... Zero... Nada...
✌🏻️✌🏻✌🏻 Pax Tecum !
Love ya!
Jane
Regis
Michael D.