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I like pretending I'm somebody from the year 986 BC who lived alone in a forest with her wolf pet. Then I'm unburdened from all of these modern religions ideas. God had not been invented yet or religions or trying to become spiritual. One walked in the mystery of being I think. It's a type of mindfulness as it is a letting go completely of your personality. As I am walking as this other person from long ago, I try to experience the now as she would. If I am good at pretending (method acting) the world becomes a wonderful mysterious place full of beauty and magic. Complete peace for me. There is nothing to become or change or seek. No one had been born yet to tell or convince others they needed to do such things. Resting completely in the perfect and complete now.
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