I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize not breathing means I am not here, I am gone somewhere within my imaginary world of illusions where anything is possible, where heroes are made, and enemies are destroyed, all make-belief stories told and retold, where history is reactivated, and memories are relived, all inside the grey matter, and in this I forgive myself for naming the illusion the real, and the real the illusion.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that I have been living in the head, in the mind, in the automatic pilot mode, flying high, not considering regarding anything in the physical, including my body nor the this physical existence. in this I forgive myself for not breathing, as not breathing what takes me into the mind/imagination.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to construct a reality based on imagination. based on emotional attachments and the values i have placed upon things and people.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to NOT value life, instead only value the lives of those that matter to me in ways that I have defined them as ‘special’. Not realizing, every living being here, including, animals, plants, people are all life, hence equal in value. in this I forgive myself for living within my mind and disregarding life of all.
When and as I see myself not breathing, I STOP, I breathe. I realize not breathing means I have gone lost into the world of fancy, and have become a zombie, hence I stop, I breathe each breath here.
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