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Vital Signs Skull and breastbone sawn in two: Brain and vitals - Hubs of the self - Suspended in coolant. I fade back into one of my impostors – a Silhouette of what was once a person, and Wonder if this tenuous sketch is not in fact the True self of which my default self is the Ornate but threadbare counterfeit. My Life becomes Limpid and spectral - No longer there. I know now why others Fear this affliction: Revenant of our necessary end - Stalking us from the Commonwealth of Naught. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026