One of my favourite pastimes is writing my own obituary.
Or at least preparing for my death.
As we may know people [Spoiler alert] die
For example I am surprised when I wake up in the morning,
after the 'little death' of zzz time.
Lobster Pre-Obituary
aka cructacean, lobby, lob etc. was a
fanatical devotee of the Mettaray Buddha
of the future.
She/He/IT, practised many forms of abandoned Dharma.
They passed away quietly in someone else's sleep.
https://yinyana.tumblr.com/
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Another one [eg. me soon enough - others available worldwide] hits the dust!
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
The Circle of Life (and death of course).
I'll go bury myself in the garden, if anyone needs me...
http://web.archive.org/web/20040821153355/http://pages.britishlibrary.net/lobster/garden/garden.html
My epitaph will say....
I did not leave, they kicked me out!