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Indescribable

Can words ever contain the immensity of life?
Can words ever describe the depth of even simple experiences?

Words can only ever be used to describe a past experience or a future expectation, within a relative framework
But life, which is only ever experienced right now, is too quick and too dynamic to describe

By the time I try to describe what is happening right now, the moment is already gone
Can I just live life without trying to describe it?

Can I just be with whatever is happening right now, without trying to analyze it?
Can I be happy just to live life, without knowing or understanding it?


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