at any time - I can trace myself back to
point of origin,
and become again the
world
~
It only seems the world begins at the ending of skin, fingertips or even mind - we are as much the world, each stone and flower, the sky and every star, as we are a private thought or separate self. Inquiring further, we find it's a simple trade of views - emptiness at the end of self and full in our capacity to hold it all.
Peace,
Eric
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