{"id":2056,"date":"2025-04-28T15:55:06","date_gmt":"2025-04-28T15:55:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/the-amnesia-of-living-and-dying\/"},"modified":"2025-04-28T15:55:06","modified_gmt":"2025-04-28T15:55:06","slug":"the-amnesia-of-living-and-dying","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/the-amnesia-of-living-and-dying\/","title":{"rendered":"The Amnesia of Living and Dying"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sagendoor-300x300.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-10278\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When he died, he didn\u2019t know he had lived.<br>\nJust liked when he lived he didn\u2019t know he<br>\nhad come from the afterlife before he lived.<br>\nWhy this sort of intended amnesia is a<br>\nmystery known only by the self realized sage,<br>\nwho has found the keys to unlock the door<br>\nto liberation, escaping the revolving doors of<br>\ndeath and life, knower of the hidden mysteries.<\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When he died, he didn\u2019t know he had lived. Just liked when he lived he didn\u2019t know he had come from the afterlife before he lived. Why this sort of intended amnesia is a mystery known only by the self realized sage, who has found the keys to unlock the door to liberation, escaping the&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/the-amnesia-of-living-and-dying\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2056"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2056"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2056\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2056"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2056"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2056"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}