As valid now as when I first wrote them:

“ We plan for futures we may never see. We worry about things that will never happen. We spend most of our time living in some other space and time. And we miss the reason we’re here, to witness the miracle that is creation. At this moment in time. Call it God, call it the Universe, call it a dream. Maybe it’s all of those things but whatever it is, we have the power, actually the responsibility, to shape the experience to fit our own idea of success. If we don’t do that, we have no one but ourselves to blame and in the end we piss away the greatest gift we have ever been given.”

Now if only I could live my own words.

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father, motorcyclist, old retired guy who’s just a little lost on a blue marble corkscrewing its way to oblivion

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