the cycle of life.
no one fears prebirth.
the time before you were born.
death is prebirth.
the arising of the attention out of oblivion.
their is no life after death.
life is life
death is death.
if i happened once from the void i can happen again.
with the mind paying attention to oblivion.
the craving for life brings us back.
the inbetween is mine.
I am infinite happening, happening. You cant find the void until you look, and when you do see it, it is not there. Where can you go? Cant find a time to die, so I will never know coming back. What will I do now then? Nothing I suppose, as usual.
life is what it seems and i am what i am.
your full of it.