I've been avoiding Writing. I've chosen Rock Sorting Samadhi in Its stead. I have knowingly shirked my Duties, Obligations and Responsibilities in order to shield myself from Death, which has come upon me as Anaconda Serpent, slowly Suffocating the Life, the DESIRE for Life, from my Soul, but NOT in a Manic Depressive Suicidal Function, as in Squeezing >>>>> it's more of an Anaconda EMBRACE, an Embrace that Squeezes Life INTO me.... How can Death BE Life ?
Good Question.......
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