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Being Awake
“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own
insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable
violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To
seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair.
To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what
is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to
watch. To try and understand. To never look away.
And never, never, to forget.”
Imagine you have stopped breathing.
There is no need to do anything.
You have no obligations, responsibilities, debt,
nothing to be done tomorrow.
What is it you would really love to do?
If the “I” in you doesn’t want to be here,
What is it that causes you to stay?

