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written by owen, published 2026-Jan-30, comment
The best way I can explain it is that you exist on the inside or the outside of a circle. Sometimes you float between, in and out. But you are somewhere - in the end. Move through states at light speed. Sometimes the move is hard or soft. Throw your hands up in the air. Sometimes it can happen in a blink of an eye. You mind can be one place and your body is in another. I am very aware of the circle. Argue about the inside when you are on the inside. Do not argue about the outside because the outside is not within your control. Visa versa. You must recognize this fact.
There are things people only talk about in life and in death they talk about different things. Or maybe they are dead and they do not talk at all. It is important to recognize that we are not special. You are not special. I am not special. We exist for a time and a place and a people we, ourselves and I live in a physical and mental state that is bigger than either of us.
I really should write more but the writing takes time and thought. There are many distractions. Plus writing is not my only mission. I write because I can. Not because I want to but because I am chipping away at a stone wall hoping that it will mean something in the end. Is it masterbation? Am I flexing my knowledge of words and prose for the birds? Who knows? Total recall. Read this at my funeral.
