Hi, what's your name?
Hombre.
What are you doing here, Hombre?
Oh, I'm just trying to get to the end. This stage of life, it is a competition with completion being the prize. You owe it to yourself.
Near the end the sentiment is, the end is coming, the end of my tether, I can't go further.
And at the end there's a sense of achievement, waste, sadness, relief.
At the end there is either fear or peace.
Glide with the temperance of a dolphin.
Pray as if your answers dance. See the child in everything.
I walk along, the world like a balloon beside me, red eyes burning on in a world where oil companies advertise they are helping to reduce pollution. A world of consumer slavery with people who don't believe in God and know that slavery is wrong.
People can do God's will without knowing it, Hombre.
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