Grace of Every Word

subtle play of words - and to this point it's not to even say that I am awareness itself, but that there's just aware and I am this, and somehow too its content. But again these words seem to split the meaning into two, a slight implication of awareness being made into a separate point of view, existing apart from any thought or object that's observed. Words always fail. It's the nature of description to never fully capture the essence of display. Yet at the same time there is the grace of every word, falling seamless on a page, retaining meaning of original thought, spoken in accord to a silence that receives. It's never, not, all one thing. 

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Peace,

Eric