joy of living without memory

Nothing to look forward to.

No body to bury.

No commitment to keep.

Courage to fail.

Incapacity to predict.

Nothing to expect.

Nothing to remember.

Nothing to search.

No sorrow no grief no pain.

Nothing to teach.

No home to return.

No attraction.

No repulsion.

Nothing to lose.

No worries.

No understanding.

No activity.

Nothing to know.

Nothing to learn.

observe as is 

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