Happily ever after...

Life is just an adventure story, which we wrote ourselves, doesn't mean we are adventurers like Indiana Jones or something or David Livingston, maybe we just wanted to see how much we could take, without being defeated if we could help it, could we handle mortality and the ever present uncertainty? Could we handle impermanence and existential anxiety? Could we face the monsters inside, and out? Could we overcome our own so called cowardice, could we survive shame, and so on. If you are reading this, so far we have, and the adventure continues... And what is the next level of this "game"? Well if we've progressed at all it's easier, well for me anyway, you just lie like a puppy on its back spread eagle and say "Have at it god". You surrender, because you can't win, and then you discover you have won. It was yourself all along, that you were hiding from, you are the Grim Reaper, and Death is you too. And everyone lives happily ever after. And the Devil laughs, menacingly. Two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl.