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Life and Death in Cycle of Sensation

Lifespan spending lifetime’s left moments eats all pasts.
Past is if it was passing through, only nothing in memory would be left.


Toward past at almost things could be painful regret
when I have reminiscence, and the one who is never like me even is never so envious to me.


Death decides human’s life meaning, although all ones of us know it, almost ones try to forget it. But it’s lazy mentality can eat so many precious times so carelessly.


Winter’s coldness is fit for near dying one’s mentality toward life itself.
But if we are in never so healthily better state of our body, even bright morning and refreshed comfortable sunbeam are so envious.


Being with envy must have been set only toward climate change and seasons’ change, never to person.


All persons are never in so tough gap.
Even being richer or poorer could never be so crucial which being able to be happy consciously or not is the only essential gross estimation, of course its gross means only mental and spiritual.


Death must be getting so close even to me, its irresistible destined factual truth tends to make us ready for welcoming dying moment as the day of end of the world for me either to me.


Life runs, as if economic circulation or water’s circulation in ecosystem and the earth phenomenal one to us.


Our language activity could never be shredded forever, unless human-being is exterminated from the earth.
But we must have some unnecessary pause in our future, at the time, whether somebody could claim or not is very gravely important for our descendants.


Life runs idea which either runs, our hope runs everlastingly as long as human-being is surviving on the earth and this earth is just solely precious treasure for us, we should anytime take it into our account for surviving us.


(Dec.26th. 2019, revised in small addition at Mar. 15th. 2020)