What we are - is presence. And presence isn't known in separate measures of existence. It simply is in its entirety the capacity for all things to be. So we find ourselves in the curious frame of holder and that which is held, seen and seer, distance and step taken. More so - we are seekers at home in the very realm of all that has ever been sought. And we know this. It's our play of duality, no reason given save the pleasure of revelation, finding aspects of ourselves in the most unexpected places, and a quick forgetting to continue on with play. It's not complicated - only presence.
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And this is why we run.
Peace,
Eric
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