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I found this journal entry from 7 years ago (that didn’t happen) “You can’t free the world until you free yourself. And when you free yourself there’s no world to...

Just a love story for no one. The mind is the mirror that you as the source of the mind see yourself. When you chase after it, it runs away....

A love poem for no one…. I am invisible, singular and I can’t be seen. I am formless and infinite. I dream of appearing as finite, transmutable forms but resist...