grow_younger raze it hurts, aging in reverse. you lose who you thought you were and who you might have been. all your grey-haired friends mourn you in your youth. they'll go on feeding you when you've forgotten how to speak, all you ever knew lost in an infant's smile, all you've yet to know dying to be born. 141202 ... fishawk Exactly what I have been seeing. Or it seems to reflect my thoughts recently even if it is not exactly it... The cycle Of life, the singular life experience of the whole... babies born grow making efforts to experience the joy of birth again, afraid to die because we do not realize that dying is just a rebirth... the thing we've wanted all along. I see this pattern in everything lately. Eating and pooping... the joy in sex feels directly a result of sharing an experience like birth in and out and even potential birthing of another singular piece of the whole... flower buds that bloom, drop seed, grow a new bush and repeat... 141202 what's it to you? who go blather from