Viewer warning: material contains tough reflections on life and death. Unsuitable for sensitive souls, those momentary in ‘a bad place’, and children (as a guide under the age of 12 years of age).
I had these thoughts and feeling some time ago, and I recorded them to post later. One must add that these thoughts and feelings come and go and are matched, in dialectic play, the Grief and Death with those of Eudaimonia (a Flourishing & Pleasurable Wonderment) and Life. Both are truth.
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It is so hard to deal with your non-existence, Ruth.
I have to remind myself that what I have as ‘Ruth’ are the emotions and thoughts.
It is all I really am, and it is all you will forever be.
Our existence is void.
It was life then.
We can only be conjured as the ghosts of the feelings and pondering of others.
The end.
What exist are the stories and the love felt.
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Neville Buch
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