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To my former self.:
I died today .I could not  continue
It happened in St Margaret’s nursing home
Old age ,rules my grace  rotted thru and thru
I  practiced void mind meditation too
Death was painless .No need to reincarnate
My mind void like space like a hawk -I fly
To my old life and its problems good bye.

To the living .:practice void meditation
Identify your mind with voidness
Then your karma free of devastation
Upon death you are free
Free of humanity’s state  stupidity

Old age homes liberty stunted I speak
Life force ****** out of you as leech ***** blood
Live well be healthy  nature trekking-good
Connect with all life but be unique
Else you will lose what you are-become weak
“Write a poem in which you speak after your own death. Imagine what death looks and feels like, what your emotions are. What advice can you give to the living?”

— The Poet's Companion: A Guide to the Pleasures of Writing Poetry by Kim Addonizio,  Dorianne Laux
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larry mintz  62/M/Nerthus
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