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No Reference Point 
 
When I drop the ownership 
When I see everything occurring together 
When I hear all sounds at once 
When I don't focus on any particular sensation 
When my preferences are just seen as preferences 
And are no more relevant than someone else's 
I seem to start seeing life without a me at the center 
Or rather there seems to be a seeing, a hearing, a perceiving
Belonging to no one 
And life shines in its fullness, without a self-center 
Can it be that there never had been a self-center or a me?
Can it be that there was always only everything appearing and disappearing together? 
It just wasn't understood before 
Not by me 
But by itself  



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