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| Epitomy of potential everything. I cherish the emptiness, the absence of compelling force, simplicty of ease, I love the silence, worship this stillness & I am joyfully hypnotised by darkness. And the near-nothings, the little bits of almost void, herald the peace of mesmeric starkness, where there is no meaning ... there is no substance .. everything is possible. . |
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