I died. And it was exquisite.
In my death, I felt the hum of life.
No more "me" to obscure the view.
I felt the crackle of the energy of the universe.
This puny sack of bacteria, vibrating with life and death.
Reawakening to the divinity of being conscious of the fizz of existence.
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“Breathe Out” Limited Edition Archival Print by Mark Waller