it's like nothing at all, truly, just life in constant acceptance of itself in every detail and disguise. We come to this without effort, our own natural expression seamless even as we argue otherwise. As such, we often become seekers in the midst of what we hope to find. Yet as every tree knows its reach will always touch the sky - we too eventually find ourselves in realization of what is now, and always, our singular place of existence. There is nowhere else to be, nothing to become, but where, and what we are right now.
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Peace,
Eric
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