The moments that I was looking for 7 years prior came and disbursed in the present moment. When I was looking for them in the experience of death. To know that death, experience death was the main goal of life at that moment. I attended as many funerals as I could. I was experiencing death as a form of meditation.
One day I saw death breathing life. The body was not breathing but the death was.When the being thinks that the being is alive. The recognition of death swett away my feeling and my desires. Death that took over life was alive and was smiling at its glory. The smile of death made me aware of the pain within me and my being felt alive in that pain of death. And I began to grow in that death’s womb.
Although I have taken birth in this short capsule of time and although my age is very childish, but womb of death began to make me aware of the cradle of life; because I am aware that the death has to take the dress of life in order to take shape as death, and life has to pass through death to take life form.