Farther still, we appear as stars - our light reaching from worlds away. Our truth is seen through the lens of distance, perspective given within a view. Who we are is always shifting in appearance, our own spaciousness allowing us a temporary becoming, if for only the moment passing through awareness. It's as this empty capacity that our view begins, our own stillness extending as a reach, we are filled by all that's seen.
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Distance is never really measured, our view continues even as we reach a finishing point. This is the endlessness of our extension.
Peace,
Eric
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