Death is starting to lose any meaning to me. No I'm not thinking of suicide but of past lives.
I skip like a stone on an eternal pond.
Peace is with me now and no one can hurt me anymore. No one can hurt my ownership of nothing.
My soul is the only thing I ever owned or ever will.
Life is like a stone thrown by the eternal one.
The stone flies through the air as my soul flows through the void.
The stone impacts with water and skips. My soul impacts with life and skips.
I skip in and out of life like the stone skips on and off of water.