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remember when you are smallish that nothing actually exists as you perceive. remember that you are smallish and nonexistent too. the whole rhapsodic verse of this world you sense is just passing through you. a melodic interference of the tides, a moonlight that you mistake for something more real. take your life up about you and wrap it tight like the obis of japanese concubines. take the cues from gods long dead. from the minds that had the influential power to create them. someone imagined buddha and jesus so fervently that they created them out of the flesh of man. become a creation of your imagination that rivals them and includes them, precludes them, as they do each other.
go forth symphonic and rhapsodize the world as you see it through your eyes...eternally through your actions. treat people as they are. they truly are only what you are - unseeable. and if you think you are to see them, first learn to see yourself through those same eyes. otherwise, don’t presume to know. what you think of your gift of discernment is not as important as the gift given you of humanity. the wheel of life has brought you here to learn a lesson that it hasn’t necessarily given you the tools to apprehend.
it is up to you in your youthful folly to begin to understand and be ashamed of the silliness of your waste of moments. see through your own moments and disregard anyone else’s version if it is not in line with the (un)god you see in every breath to (par)take.