nothing has to be - our own becoming a great surprise and itself a mystery. I find myself present through no will of my own, no grand design of permanence, or lasting change beyond my time. To find myself here at all is a gift, and given wonder to my part as a brief appearance within existence. It's of no doubt that I am of whole cloth, a body of earth and stardust, particles gathered to form while still dancing amidst formless nature. This all came to be, right now, with no reason or concern, it simply is, I simply am - the whole cloth of mystery.
Appearing as this.
~
Peace,
Eric
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