Box It No More

We don’t know where we’re going, we only know where we’ve been

the journey is the joy of it all, the thrill of life.  Who gives a shit

about afterlife in a mythical gold box in the sky when you die…

I mean seriously, STOP PUTTING US IN A BOX!!! This thing,

this expansive experiment of life that is planet earth, this is heaven;

where consciousness and physical being collide. This, is…

currently shit, because you take it for granted.  Afraid of death

scared of superfluous pain, death is a joyous release.

Your sigh of consciousness is rejoining the whole, it is coming

home.  Death is the celebration of life, your life.  Sex is fun.


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