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to myself, creation rests in the void of non duality. the omnipresent source. the Lord of Hosts! For all existence, all manifest all becoming and begginings, even time itself, is hosted in present wholeness. the boundlessness of desire, like an endeless sea, a hypnotic swaying a flexing and relaxing a pulsing lul, like an infinite horizon of tenticles curling spiraling entrancing enticing...  but whom? this is thier disembodiment the who. not them  but you. who are we that are entranced? can this one be found? if he is not viewable, then why such furvent belief? he is illusion this one who can be lost to himself &#1

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