when you decide

when you decide to live a magickal life -- which is just saying you want to find love and God and some sense of "why"

you may wander a bit -- but the wandering has a purpose

each little pebble, once found, can build a castle

once you know how (and where) to "place it"

all who seek God eventually will find what they seek; hopefully it is God who they find

and not something else . . . some "hidden thing" using God as a lure

or some previously spent token for a bus in a foreign land

no matter; all is a journey, picking up pebbles

building castles

to live this way is to live in harmony with Death -- not as something from which you hide

but as an ally to find yourself

. . . as you go wandering about, searching for the right pebbles with which to build

we are nothing, truly, without Death -- it defines who we are
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and to know this truth is to know (in one sense) how to live