Reflecting on the human condition; everything that is born will eventually die. Everything that is created will be eventually destroyed. As we battle with the nature of the cycle that hosts us, its a constant struggle to not be a victim of our attachments. In states of disassociation I begin to see this cycle of creation and destruction along one plane, in its own dimension. This is when I feel like I'm experiencing mortality.
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