What is life? What is death?

We begin with a small balloon.We blow into it.

It becomes inflated 

With thoughts, opinions, judgements, beliefs.

With views, hopes, fears, worries.

With perspectives and dreams and all the ways in which we experience things

With all the obstacles we create and all the possibilities we allow.

We fill our balloon with problems and desires

With everything our imagination can encompass

With heart longings and heart breaks

We stretch that thin skin until it hurts

Then we fill it some more with different notions, better than before

Again we stretch to bursting until one day we stop


The balloon deflates. Everything disappears.

◄ Enlightenment

How to be Happy ►


<Deleted User> (32907)

Mon 7th Feb 2022 17:51

That's so good, Hazel. 🎈

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