EMPTINESS IS FULL
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Beyond Memory

When I begin to investigate my world and myself
I find that I need to remember everything that my world contains
Including myself

I need to remember everything that makes me a unique individual
And this memory is so quick to come back to my mind every time I wake up, that I hardly notice that I recreate myself and my world every morning just from sheer memory

Because outside of memory, nothing can exist
So as I begin to discard everything that is memory based, including the universe and my identity as a separate person, what am I left with?

Do I disappear?
What is there outside of, or before memory?



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