and being distance, we too are a touch
against all things, and gathered to
each step the world
extends
~
It's a lie, the view of a singular self that moves through distance, it's a lie of the senses. Distance is just the openness that allows the play of space to know itself. To know this is to relax in the very spaciousness of our own existence. To simply be. There is nothing that is any farther than anything else - it's all contained with a step. We too are distance.
Peace,
Eric
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