The Tourist and even the The Purist will have to go through this life… largely alone…. Some legs of the journey there will be companions and some none … there will be places of rest food and play … and some will be work work and more work… some will live free … and some imprisoned in their own thought… there will be phases of good health and some phases will bring ill health… some phases of scarcity and some of wealth….
Some will grow spiritual and then turn agnostic and become non believers and believers again… some parts will modify your faith… bring in new trust new…. Friends and then No friends…. Some friends…. Lots of friends…
Sometimes very little to do … sometimes so much to do and then nothingness …. Cruise along … and sometimes your plate will be full…
Surrounded by friends and family spoiled for choice and then suddenly none
The cellar and larder are overflowing with fine liquor and food… the tables groan under the weight of the food and sometimes there is hardly a morsel or two..
There could be Wealth, the coffers so full you could pay a king’s ransom and sometimes so little a little treat may mean the world…
Spiritually so full sometimes and disenchanted and empty…
It’s reality one will have to go through this …
The Life’s doorbell has to be answered….
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