The Purpose

  
Sometimes, a lot gets put on our plate. Sometimes we bite off more than we can chew. Other times, we get pushed off course, forgetting the purpose of our existence. 

But, no matter how big our plate is, we can only chew one bite at a time. And when we feel flooded and overwhelmed, gasping for air, worried about all of the possible combinations of what might happen, we just have to remember the air comes in, and, then, it goes out. 

One breath at a time. That is the experience, and it is meant to be suckled by every taste bud, digested fully, then dissipated back into infinity. This is the purpose of life.  

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