This is what just came over me to say, or say loudly, or even yell, though I am a quiet type:
Live! Just live! Go with what is alive, do not swallow all this death, (to avoid death.) Just go with what lives. Be alive, as every animal is, and be done with it. LIVE!
We live and we die.
These days, they induce us to die first, die all the time, and then we really “die.”
What happened to the living? What have they done to us?
Why don’t we remember what it felt like to be alive as a living being anymore? Wherever you turn, somebody else’s calculations and hallucinations about death, risk, Covid, shots, etc, is casting a heavy net over YOUR day, in which it is YOUR right, to be alive. Just that.
Get the thing off your chest, off your soul, off you. Get it off you. This “I’ve come to tell you about risk” monster is only trying to kill you.
Tell it: “I’m not interested in risk reduction. I’m interested in life. “
So on point! Live your life, each and every day.
Great reminder, Celia. Thank you. There was a 17th century English non-conformist who said, "live to love and cease not to love till you have ceased to live."