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StreetScooby

Death of a small mouse...

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I have a place in my garage where I go to smoke cigarettes.
Typically, I go there to clear my mind, then move forward.
Akin to "Get Your Ass Up and Do Something".

Yesterday afternoon, I went out to smoke.
There was a small mouse lying next to my ash pile, clearly on their last legs.  
Its eyes were closed.
Every now and then, it would try to run away from something.
Its breath was shallow, but still moving my ash pile a little bit every time.

It was alone, on a cold surface.

It felt dramatic.
Here I am watching death in action.
I asked THAT WHICH IS to guide this mouse into its next life.
And, I asked it be born in a pure land (...a Buddhist phrase).

I've been reflecting on that experience for most of today.
In this life, we are all going to be there one day.

When that day comes,
Strive to keep your loved ones around your death bed.
It counts.

Bottom line, try not to die alone.

 

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