Cycle

It’s always the first time for oneself by every breath, every experience, every exchange, every feeling, every thought. But we put some special meaning to some things, persons, experiences, life, even death. You may call it wealth, power, abilities, friends, loving people, careers, anniversaries, happiness, as well as sorrow…whatever. And we try to hang ourselves on them. We wish to know that we have someone, something to remember, care, love, be loved. But they all were, are right now, will be there and at the same time not there. There’s no you and no me, but we appear as you and me, we can’t see in different way.
I begin new stage of my life, but actually it was always there, is there and will be. Also my death was there, is here and will be. 

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