Hello,
This is Ruben from Burn in Space.
Welcome to this meditation.
I want to share a poem with you by Laurence Ferlinghetti.
The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don't mind happiness,
Not always being so very much fun,
If you don't mind a touch of hell now and then,
Just when everything is fine,
Because even in heaven they don't sing all the time.
The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don't mind some people dying all the time or maybe only starving some of the time,
Which isn't half so bad if it isn't you.
The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don't much mind a few dead minds in the higher places or a balm or two now and then in your upturned faces where such other improprieties as our name brand society is preyed to with its men of distinction and its men of extinction and its priests and other patrolmen and its various segregations,
Congressional investigations and other constipations that our full flesh is here to.
Yes,
The world is the best place of all for a lot of such things as making the fun scene and making the love scene and making the sad scene and singing low songs of having inspirations and walking around looking at everything smelling flowers and bruising statues and even thinking and kissing people and making babies and wearing pants and waving heads and dancing and going swimming in rivers on picnics in the middle of the summer and just generally living it up but then right in the middle of it comes a smiling mortician.
