People could be smiling and talking I want the best beer in the world and someone to play Clair de Lune at the right decibel and everyone to close their eyes and just think for one moment about everything there, right in front of them with their eyes closed. It could be a beautiful day and I would hope people would slow to see the lichens and the bark, feel the direction of the wind and its colors we say children are children but we all could be maybe children through this one day. If anything, I would be a child then, through my funeral, somewhere in the world with new eyes a reset we all need to touch the grass again because sometimes it will tickle you like you can't yourself. Through child's eyes is how I would want people to see at my funeral. A celebration of life and process of love for me the Earth the process which beget me in Canada where I was made on some island from love for one and for the Earth. I want people to smile at the waves in the leaves that are a part of the trees we say sometimes say the leaves dance in the wind but we never see the tree waving at us by wind. Open your eyes and your heart to someone please because otherwise we will surely perish like trout in a dammed river, we made it.
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How can the previous generation...how can...how can it all be so
