My mother died on Valentines Day........Zosha bless her heart, departed forever, as we all must, this plane of existence......on Valentines Day..........the exact date is of no matter!!
PLANE....PLANE.....Wikopedia..........."infinite width, length, and depth of curvature...........yes, the PLANE of our lives..........how many of us for whatever reason do not explore, do not probe, do not finger, do not challenge, do not stick it in the extent, boundries, depths, and limitations of our lives......we slide along with our "preposterous gagetry"-Sterling Hayden. We live in fear of unrealistic perils and dangers that only exist in the hearts of fearful souls...it makes no matter.....we all die.....who was Zosha?....who were you?.....who was I?
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