in my final days

To the pursuit of knowledge and perseverance of naïvite, peace. Wealth in spirit and maintenance of sensibility. Love and appreciation of what is still here.

I'm dying. We're all dying. There are a few things I want to share with you.

Tonight someone half-jokingly asked no one (but out loud) what the meaning of life is. 

What if the meaning of life is different for everyone? 

What if everyone has a different perspective of a shared and mutual energy that connects us to this existence like a current?

Humans wander in circles asking all the wrong questions - is God a man or woman? How did humanity biologically begin? Are the stories in the book real? Is being a fag wrong ? ? 

We need so desperately to organize and explain... Just let it go, follow your soul and allow it to happen organically.

Come along with me, the best is yet to be.