I’m a fish, you’re a fish, we’re all a fish

The only loss is ever of selection a choice to decide determines your options by limiting them to those you have in hand.

If you pick that fish you have that fish alone and none of the rest but if you are fishing then by fishing you remain in a state of flow every fish not just this fish or that fish is your fish but your are fish community itself. What has become of you is participation in civilization, a cultural habitat that is both family and school for which you are grateful as every lesson learned teaches you gratitude for everything by which you are surrounded, for in love, everything that is enjoyed is socially inclusive without being isolatively consumptive-which would lead to scarcity-rather celebrated through unity by collaborating vicariously in every digestion; for each selection is a social decision that shares through group participation an appreciation for abundant provision.

Thus, the singular inexhaustible resource of existence is the opportunity for experience that offers unfettered access to limitless narratives within story.

So don’t worry, give up the hurry for with each fleeting stride your inevitable demise may be realized by hooking you at the end of a string ending everything even your consuming greed.

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