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ev⋅o⋅lu⋅tion   /ˌɛvəˈluʃən or, especially Brit., ˌivə-/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [ev-uh-loo-shuhn or, especially Brit., ee-vuh-]–noun 1. any process of formation or growth; development: the evolution of a language; the evolution of the hominid cuzino...shit, its a work in progress...

when i die talk all the shit you want...because its true.


let me preface this passage with the fact that this indeed is not some sort of subliminal suicide note. i really dig my life, ALL of the life i have lived (all that which seems like 53 lifetimes in this one)...
but, well, everyone dies.
i could die tomorrow.
so could you.
but, eventually, we all will. lets chalk it up to impermanence and all of that. we're all pus n guts on the inside...
i do however feel a closeness with death, not as a morbid fascination or anything...i just feel, well, close (in the vibe overstanding). i feel like i see through the sinews of human experience that death provides, where its all just transmutation of energy and  cyclic science. and just straight up love. irony...
things i believe: tell everyone you love that you love them, always. if you cant speak it, think it. the energy will get there regardless. dont feel like you must reserve the right to love only family and significant others. love is fucking huge, and encompasses...everyone. dont be embarrassed of it, ever. when people effect you, tell them. they need to know. if you have a question, ask it. be prepared for unsavory responses. savor the human experience voraciously, and regret nothing. ever. forgive relentlessly.
and when i die...because (its true) i may die before you...please dont cover your faces with flowers of me. if ive been shitty to you, tell people ive been shitty to you. if ive wronged you, tell people ive wronged you. (also, of course, feel free to go on about my shining attributes, cliche sounds-of-my-laughter and bredth-of-my-spirit)...but please, dont forget to mention the muckymuck. for if you speak ill of me, its only the truth and you already know that resolution has come. without my faults, i have been nothing. it takes much darkness for a light to shine bright- my past has been the seeds that have grown me. without my dark, ive not been human. and being human is the only thing i wish to ever be remembered for.
and also, i dont want a funeral. because theyre totally gay.
but hey, whatever you need to do to get by i suppose...by that point, it just aint about me anymore.
my life, above anything else, has always been about blatant truths.
continue to tell them, positive or negative- after i leave this plane.
cuz im just a human in some human skin, and im no different than you...
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