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This lifetime will be remembered
As less than a blink of the soul.
It is not about what you learn,
It is not even about people:
Who you love or who love you.
This lifetime will be experienced
At death’s door as a passage,
A slide show that flies by the eye
More quickly than can be known.
This happens to some of you
In facing death when you do not die.
It also happens to some of you
When you meditate or dream
In deep states where you see
The progression of your life
And may view everything
Tumbling in image and emotion,
One after another,
So quickly you cannot attach
To anything in particular,
Just the knowing of the overall
Onslaught of the experience,
Purely passing through your awareness.
As less than a blink of the soul.
It is not about what you learn,
It is not even about people:
Who you love or who love you.
This lifetime will be experienced
At death’s door as a passage,
A slide show that flies by the eye
More quickly than can be known.
This happens to some of you
In facing death when you do not die.
It also happens to some of you
When you meditate or dream
In deep states where you see
The progression of your life
And may view everything
Tumbling in image and emotion,
One after another,
So quickly you cannot attach
To anything in particular,
Just the knowing of the overall
Onslaught of the experience,
Purely passing through your awareness.
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