The Void

I stand in the Void,

in this great and terrible expanse.

No axis mundi.

Simply… here.

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I observe. All things, seeking to be great,

to make a name for ourselves.

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HERE has no point of reference.

Where it all begins or ends -

Rests

- Obscurely in the Halls of Knowing.

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I observe. All things, seeking to be great,

We make a name for ourselves.

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To go within is to expand without.

Meditating, to absorb the agitation of all that is.

From the most audible,

to the piercing pitch of nothingness.

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High pitch,

Pitch perfect,

Perfectly unperfected.

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I observe. All things, seeking to be great,

to make a name for ourselves.

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The Universe, discovering Itself;

creating, designing, recycling,

and redefining.

Perhaps we've been here, or there,

everywhere, and nowhere.

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A thousand lifetimes.

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I observe. All things, seeking to be great,

we make a name for ourselves.

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Ah, we are no-thing,

in this nothingness,

that is everything.

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I observe. All things, seeking to be great.

We make no name for ourselves.

For Source is the identity of us All.