beautiful
hi,
I loved the enthusiasm he had for his wife. As he believed he had not seen her for years: he passionately kissed her and seemed as though he would never let go of her. This is the epitome of the Power of Now. The past and future did not interest him, nor should it. Remarkably he could still remember music. No memory...that is the definition of NOW/being/presence. He did not appear to suffer.
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