Reflections on death and Stuff

It’s a doodle. I just wanted to play around. I’m not sure if it means anything. If I had to stretch and be artsy, how about “The magic that exists at the moment of death? Where all possibilities culminate in a grand new chapter of adventure? Or a simple meal for the bacteria in the ground?”

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