Of course this leads back to some important questions:

Is living a means to an end or an end in itself?
Where do you want to live? How do you want to live?
How important is it to share and communicate such thoughts with others?

Poem I wrote the other day...


o timeless circle
of exploding gas and fire
consuming one self

awaken, rise up
from sleep and in hope and prayer
break dawn, live, share light


(might have been indigestion)