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I am often approached by people and organizations asking for money. Sometimes as I walk down the street, sometimes in my mailbox, and sometimes by the Ronald McDonald jar next to the cash register. I often wonder whether I want to give or not, and how I would feel afterwards in various situations.
So, for the [...]

from dust I came
and to dust I shall return
but that will not stop me
from reveling in the interim!
childlike I tumble with joy
childlike I cry when I’m sad
I play when I can
accepting the chance that
has been given to me
I am all things
all things are me
yet I am small, insignificant, nothing
a quantum instant
an infinitesimal flare
on the timeline [...]