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My time of reality
The reality of youth is missing in the experience of being older. Fitting to mold our concepts of reality based upon experience. Being and doing then spending all of our energy. We accept all responsibility.
Reaping every seed that has been sown, from then till now.
Every good and bad action that was taken. Walking very carefully or running in stride. So our task is to delegate. Separate the good fruits from the bad. Taste sweetness even from the half rotten. To chew even when the ripe are still too hard. Swallow every morsel down, and pray to make it through the next time we choke. Learn what makes us sick or well. Keep on. Continue to chew and swallow every morsel down. Till we are full. Then be satisfied