If the world ends tomorrow, remember that it didn’t really end, no matter what your enculturated inputs are telling you. Walk outside, sit somewhere until you hear the birds making noise. That’s the same stubborn spirit of song that your ancestors used to walk into the future when it was still the past. If the world feels like it ends tomorrow, remind yourself this ain’t nothing new. It will come to be past as well.
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