floating away from a personal "i" which occupies our days.. so many schedules and accounts to be settled.. it has long been so that our i seems stolen by habits and chores.. one morning we might float away to observe from a distance.. an out-of-body excursion in which our personal i morphs as I.. solidity spreads and softens and we find without effort a new I..which all have sought..lifelong..but beneath habits and chores are darkly concealed...
Transition to the Afterlife?? Seems to say that.
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