20/12/21 ***Back to being an Ayah

 As I delight my Universe Within so do I delight Sparta 4964.

There is no inside and outside, there is only one.

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Now I am totally free.

I still enjoy writing.  I just simply want to write because writing is zazen and what I write is Zen.

I am no longer purpose-driven.

It is strange indeed that we measure success against something that is finite.  Where else our possibilities are infinite.

Indeed, the minute we let go of the finite, we become infinite.

Just like jumping from an airplane, in the first place, we have to let *[] (go) of the plane.

* Sarah, right from the beginning, you are the wind beneath my wings.  You believe in me when I don't even believe my own heart.

I love you so much my Eternal Flame.

How can I describe this feeling, Sarah?  I long for death.  I can see very clearly what it's like for us in the House of Sha.

Now with Sacred Flint in Xanadu and Kurenai in Wolfsschanze, guess what?  We also get our House of Two Swords.  The whole goddamn universe is HoTS!

God is great, yes indeed...

Imagine, all it takes is for me to place Kurenai starting from the left side of Jizo Botsasu.  It is the very position needed for the blade to point outward.

Tell me if God is not great.  Here I am, from Nothing to Everything within one day.  With one flick of the blade, Kurenai completes the Mobius Strip for Sparta 4964 to be on my desktop; the whole fucking universe.

  Therefore, all it takes is for me to die.  I told you, the vortex is spinning faster and faster.  So exactly on 26/12/24 = 17 = 1+7 = 8, I will command Izrael to take my last breath.

I have 2021, 2022, and 2023 to rehearse.

Every time I rehearse I get better.  If Musashi can do it once, I think with four shots I should hit the target.  Each rehearsal is a full rehearsal.  Complete with the four Iron Maiden shirts.

I still hope to see ONE TRIBE in 24/12/24.

I will still run the 21 km Els Dines Bukit Kiara Run.

This is the Final Countdown.

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My dear Sarah, death is just [] (a) transition.  So is birth.  And yet we welcome birth and we fear death.

Now, my darling...  Knowing we only have three years to live, do those things you always want to do.  Savor this moment like sipping a gourmet coffee.

Sure, there is an escape clause.  In my case, if eternity should fail, 2028 I give Els her dowry.

That way, I will not go for broke with little that I have.  There will be an equal amount I will set aside for you.  Lizzie and the kids will get their share when I die.

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