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The Exact Moment
It would be odd but somehow comforting knowing the exact moment when I die yet live on. No, not a resurrection or reincarnation, but rather a destruction of the facades I live behind. Do you think what I see in another’s eyes is real? Or In the mirror each morning? Do you believe that what others see of me is the truth? The answers are always “no.” I am made of reference to myself. I keep my true self from myself, not even knowing who I am until I am “in extremis,” when I act without regard or filter, when hard pain or the pain of others or death or birth or joy or deep love or touching God, as did St. Joan inside the fire, strips away vestiges of my last defenses. I think about this: To have a film, made by some cosmic cinematographer, capturing the instant of subtraction of all my masks, to be able to relive the moment they are stripped from me, to see the eyes that see me, to see me, to see it happen, to know when it’s done.
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