Prepare for death.
Live fully.
Be connected and separate.
Find security and
adventure.
Smile for duty and play.
Prepare to die.
Don’t organize desire:
Let it tumble out of your
imagination
and shun responsibility
and judgement
and all the other politically correct
shit you worry about.
Leave yourself vulnerable
to wanting and eroticism and failure.
Prepare to face the day
even though
there's no dynamo
in the dark starless morning.
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