i'm still struggling with impermanence. i understand it means you have to die. maybe that's why i talk about and bemoan planned obsolescence so much. it's undeniable. i know life should be precious, yet i sulk. it seems like they don't care about sustaining life. emptiness is ok. it's like a spiritual hunger that precipitates soul food. god love soul food. i wonder where i'll be after i die. i have to be somewhere, right.