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On death: We all become compost. Cycle into the next thing. Feed the worm. Fertilize a tree. Part of a symbiotic cosmic ecosystem. Dust to dust. We're all made from stardust. Of course that means so was Ted Bundy. But it's still a romantic notion. #deepthoughts #Showerthoughts

A demiurge, false Archons, maya, illusion You thought this was real?

Dove home. As he sunk below the water, his great-great-great grandfather's dilapidated refinery, once the pride of Innsmouth, disappeared behind him.

that he was stripping off his clothes, wading into the surf, the brackish water sating a desire he'd never fully named let alone understood. He continued out, swimming further even though he'd never learned to swim. He saw lights through the murk beneath him and dove down.

Theme: Underwater April 4th prompt: Brackish He'd been craving the shore lately. Not like "I wanna go to the beach", more like "I 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 to go there, to go home." Which was odd because he wasn't from a coastal area. Quite the opposite, he was from the inland mountains.

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12 RARE LIFE LESSONS BY JAPANESE MONK: 1. The quieter you become, the more you hear what truly matters. 2. Chase nothing - what's meant for you moves toward stillness. 3. A clear mind is stronger than a busy one. 4. Happiness is found in discipline, not desire. 5. The one who masters patience, masters life. 7. You suffer because you argue with what is. 8. The less you own, the lighter your heart becomes. 9. Anger is like hot coal it burns only the hand that holds it. 10. Routine done with awareness becomes meditation. 11. True strength is being kind when it's hardest. 12. The ego shouts, but wisdom whispers. When you stop rushing, life starts revealing itsel

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Marley jumped up and grumpily announced, "That's enough lessons for today. Let us journey on." Side-eyeing her as she smirked, "preferably in silence."

and his use of props to illustrate it, he sat the knife and the tusk down. "Tusk isn't bone." Riley said. "Huh?" Marley said, the glow of his pride fading. "You accentuated your point about experience being carved into bone by carving into a tusk. Tusks aren't bone."

Marley was carving sigils in an orc tusk. As was his way, he spoke in the general vicinity of his apprentice Riley, but not so much to her. As if he was educating the world, not just his pupil in wizardry. "Is a play real if only the playwright knows it?" Riley replied,