One day, I’d like to be a jellyfish— weightless and untethered, carried by unseen currents. Suspended between freedom and captivity, I would simply exist, gliding through an endless sea of sensation. Feel, float. Feel, float.

What would a hundred years of this weightless dance do to me? Would I ache for release from my delicate, unresisting body? Or would I surrender to the luxury of pure presence—each ripple, each ray of light, a treasure?

To close my long, graceful journey—a worthy fate. Death by a mouth so full of teeth, it is hardly a mouth. Sea turtle—a dangerous beauty. Would I fear it? Or would I savor the moment, dissolving into the great cycle of life with quiet reverence?

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