EMPTINESS IS FULL
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This Direct Unthinkable 
 
The only struggle is within the ability to perceive individuality 
Once this appears to begin 
It keeps itself in an analytical framework of trying to work things out 
These things or individuals keep trying to keep themselves safe from one another 
Without the ability of ever being away from each other 
This friction produces more intricate limited intelligence 
More fears and more needs 
Yet the most direct 
Is this immediate stillness which is formless 
And the brilliant eternal ungraspable flow of all things 
As they seem to dance around the individual mind’s need for control and safety 
This direct unthinkable 
So empty 
And so full 


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