Nothing knows everything
Life is not speculative. This experience has a tangible element to it that appeals somehow. You are a sliding scale of possibilities. You either limit or expand into nothing and everything. How does it feel to know you are never something, but always nothing? That which knows is the silent everything. It abides in the timeless, spaceless now. You need no thoughts. They mean nothing. You are never what you think. You smell the odorless.
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