In Utero

We do not ‘arrive’, we are in progress. 

--Our walk into freedom isn’t a straight download – it’s a fragmented torrent we’re only X% through;  I have some parts and you have others, we share and grow together, forming a complete discography we both REALLY REALLY want.

--I don't judge others for where they're at in their download (the program comes with this on the queue), and I look to those who have more than I have. 

--I don't deride them if their file is corrupted or poor quality - I let them know and warn them of other corrupted iterations.

--This is only a problem if someone thinks they're nearing completion; each album takes 25 hours to download and there's a new album out every day.

Consider this:

I spent nine months as virtually nothing in utero. This body was produced then reborn in my teens. My 80 years of given life here, like this, are a time of conception, growth, transformation, and preparation for what is to come. At the time my body passes, I will be realized and my spirit-man will be born into whatever comes next. At what point do I think I become anything more than 'virtually nothing', or have arrived at any unnamed destination? I bet I'll be reborn again.

If all we ever are is being formed, then I've nothing to gloat about. I might as well quit rejecting whatever growth may look like and head on to the next evolution. Munchlax to Snorlax via Happiness, and so on.