Still life.
I have had what many would consider a good life, I have seen much, known many people, I have known passion and sadness, excitement and boredom, sanity and madness.
I have shaken hands with death and walked away, I have been picked up from the ground and helped to pick up others, I won and lost posessions, I have been loved and I have loved back, I have created and been created.
That has happened, it is the past, it has shaped who and what I am and it has shaped others.
This is now, this moment, this glimpse, because I have come to realise that the most important thing is now, the past has gone, the future is yet to happen and worry is like praying for something you do not want.
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