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I Am All Of It

When I realize that everything I see is only because my mind contains the receptors ready to see it
I realize that all I can see is only what I already know
All I see is all the concepts and beliefs I have
It is not possible for me to see anything else
So not only am I the beautiful object but beauty itself
Not only am I the deceptive character but deception itself
Not only am I the intelligent other but intelligence itself
Not only am I the loving friend but love itself
I am all of it
I am all of it



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