Everything slips away into the past. It’s all gone forever. Ever notice that? I was thinking about my childhood. Seems like it was hardly me. My years getting sober in San Jose. Slipped away. My life in Portland, no longer exists. This past year and all its turmoil, like a bad dream. I remember my Zippy. I still love him. Me and Mack talk about that sometimes. When Mack’s gone everything that was that part of my life will be a memory too.[ninja-popup id=2059 autoopen=true]
This is the Buddha’s teaching on impermanence. Let’s relax in the natural state of contemplation beyond time. ??