I feel this other being inside my body, as if there were two of us :: like the reflection of water on water :: like a copy of one photo badly superimposed on another :: which I experience as physical discomfort, sometimes pain :: a damaged tendon here, a pulled muscle there, a stiffness here, an ache or slowness to move there :: creating also emotional disturbance :: and a doubleness of mind as if this other, this shadow-me were moving into the space that I identify as my mind :: it's age, it's decay, it's the natural processes following-through :: I know it :: I know his name :: his name is Death

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