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It rained all night. The observer is the observed. Is there anything else in our heads, other than all we have ever seen, heard and felt? Other than memories of the past and imaginings of the future, we are empty like a house without walls. When imaginary past and future dissolve, we are nothing but space itself. We become everything and nothing, a channel for the universe itself to pass through. |
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