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Brief encounter with a space
It's okay to not know.
Ponder
The question of self never actually poses itself as a question, but rather as a statement that illuminates our surroundings with various shades of invisible lights - the lights that may be felt, but not necessarily seen. And in between the cast shadows lies the inherent paradox: there never is an answer, as there never was a question.
Vision
I don’t fill the void; I alter the texture of what occupies to create a void that wasn’t before and only jump from one engaged place to another to kickstart metamorphosis in areas I briefly attend.
In that way, I am no placebo, but an enzyme.
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