To What Remains Right Now Inbox

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Life after death is how I frame the hours I wake into, imagining every moment before this one as a life already concluded,
Life after death frees me from obsessing over what I did wrong, because the person who made those choices no longer exists,
But life after death asks me, if the past has already died, why am I still grieving it instead of living the part that’s left,
And life after death tells me, I can step into this morning as someone reborn, unburdened by who I was…

What remains now becomes precious when I imagine that everything until today was a closed story, sealed by unseen hands,
What remains now feels like an unexpected continuation, a chapter that wasn’t guaranteed but was somehow still gifted to me,
But what remains now asks me, would I still rush through this day if I knew it was an unearned extension, or a painful test,
And what remains now tells me, I can savor what is left instead of mourning what is gone but still trying to be present to what is…

Mortality’s clear mirror reflects my vanity, my grievances, my drama, and shows how trivial they will look when time finally runs out,
Mortality’s clear mirror strips down the noise, letting me see which relationships need mending and which dreams need pursuing now,
But mortality’s clear mirror asks me, if I knew my end was approaching, would I spend this hour differently and worthy,
And mortality’s clear mirror tells me, I can choose meaning over distraction today—long before my final days will arrive…

Bonus breath given feels like a miracle when I consider how many people didn’t wake up this morning to receive one more breath,
Bonus breath given turns routine moments into sacred moments when I let gratitude speak louder than fear,
But bonus breath given asks me, if this breath is like a gift, why do I waste so many of them holding resentment,
And the bonus breath given tells me, I can exhale the old pain and inhale a softer way of being…

Watchwords:
• Each breath is borrowed
• Mortality refines purpose
• Today is extra time
• Distraction steals presence
• I can live like the past is over

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

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As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”