with no true meeting point - not from moments slipping to eternity, a tree branching towards sky, nor our own sense of self and infinite expansion. It's never two things meeting against another. This is emptiness fulfilling its potential, just the notion of a touch for the purpose of a reach and object to caress. Reality is empty for the sake of things to be. Form is the reality of emptiness in consideration of its fulfillment. It's all one thing - only seen as a meeting between two.
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Peace,
Eric
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