Not what you gave up — But what would you give up — to be you?
Tricky ain’t it? We don’t know what bits of concrescence are responsible for the actual us — now
Regrets bind us to an unreal-actual — something resembling a solid — unchangeable actuality — but is an illusion of thinking — as the John Cobb article says “In an important sense, it all happens at once”
Ultimately — we see ourselves as a singular — real — buoy — resting on a sea of past mistakes — accomplishments — when we are only this — nothing more
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