Dear Jack:

The real deal is me, true. I like it that way, instead to be the real deal till the day I die.

Why not be the real deal, I ask no one in particular. Why not?

Interesting: I used to run away, run, run, run but what I was running away from waited for me every time I had to stop running so to catch my breath. Life is what it is. What is going on is going on. If I am running away to avoid awareness of it, it is STILL going on. Reality doesn’t stop and wait until I become aware of it. And my delusion that it does is just that, a delusion.

anita