You know part of our exploration is the gift of life, a life of leisure, a time given or chosen by us to explore the realms of existence.
I’m in a constant state of gratitude and appreciation for the life that I am living; however that life came to be…
And so…
Where one might find themselves falling somber, in contemplation of life and death, in realizing your end is nearer than you might know, I find joy and humor.
And the warmth of reality…
The subtle embrace of a last breath…
A breath that tells the tale of a day no longer about me, a day without you.
Now what do we do?
What now…
Now that you know…
Hugs and love as always, Emeric Damian
And the second flow…
Written by Father Antonio da Ascencao, placed upon the wall of bones…
“Where are you going in such a hurry traveler? Pause… do not advance your travel; You have no greater concern Than this one: that on which you focus your sight.
Recall how many have passed from this world, Reflect on your similar end, There is good reason to reflect If only all did the same.
Ponder, you so influenced by fate, Among all the many concerns of the world, So little do you reflect on death;
If by chance you glance at this place, Stop… for the sake of your journey, The more you pause, the further on your journey you will be.”