that somehow - and this seems the only answer mystery provides, and that even vague it's the only one I really need. Every theory of why and how, brings me directly to this point - that somehow this collected form, a pattern of energy held in singular identity while still intermingled as the very stuff of stars, trees, and all the other things of the world, from smallest to infinite. Yet more so, to find that I am not set apart from the very space that surrounds me, and that yes, somehow I am aware of myself as a miracle involved with and as it all. Somehow, I no longer feel the need to know how, nor why - but only that I am, and I'm grateful that it's so.
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Peace,
Eric
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