In our absence - the world is found. In our appearance - We are found to be the world. There is no real division, our initial glance tells of our continuation as aspects of the view, there is magic in the becoming of all that's stretched as our existence. To believe only what is seen, we are the origin of the world, each of us an Eden of our own, no lines to tell us of a deeper separation. We are witness to our own truth. It's easy to see.
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Running - and we see ourselves as world in motion.
Peace,
Eric
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