Living in Camelot is alarmingly awesome.
I have to force myself not to remember that this too will
pass, just like the bad things in life will.
All things are transitory.
It is the nature of being. Only
a dream can remain the same, but then don’t the Ojibway believe that this is
the dream world?
Maybe it can last!
Maybe I will live out the rest of my years in this beautiful place and
then slip on into the bliss of eternity barely knowing because I am already so
happy.
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