We move through life in our shrouds. We have big brains, but little jobs. “Most men die at 25 but aren’t buried until 75,” Benjamin Franklin reportedly said. We’ve become automatons. Get up, go to work, come home, go to bed. Occasionally pick up the kids from soccer practice. Life is a drab routine defined by monotony and unmet potential.
A wonderful credo especially for me after Yom Kippur and in my twilight years. We did a leap of faith moved to another country abd every morning I wake abd count my blessing looking out over the powerful ocean and know that being alive can start even now
A wonderful credo especially for me after Yom Kippur and in my twilight years. We did a leap of faith moved to another country abd every morning I wake abd count my blessing looking out over the powerful ocean and know that being alive can start even now
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