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Life, Meeting, Cycle, Detachment Part1

Subject and proposition is anytime replaceable and switchable, but soul could never follow all these realities so easily, in that gap, some so integrally precious and destined some value or kind of constantly questionable moment or chance could be potential.


Very elegantly beautiful woman must approach me and contact craving deep love, only not so graceful women are all just teasing guys.


Eventually narciss and publicly missioned consciousness have no border, otherwise these things essetially mutually crossed and composed together.
Needing more pleasant harvest must make us also sacrifice, no injured act must be no fruited and completed fulfilling. Getting in perfction as perceiving means attacking and challenging fight, just these could be so invisible at displaying and getting known to any other one.


Life makes life and its timespan spender a hard problem, what the one should survive any unsolved issue. Life is seemed so uncertain and so mystified at any clearized assessing.


Seing is believing, but seing is doubting and forsaking either.


Clearly understanding anything means taking distance and just overlooking and not concerning each thing, then concerning something means so being passionate and subjectively prejudiced at one belief, having one assured belief means denying any other thing so intentionally.


Life makes us cycle, in each distinct cycle, each specific meeting is made so necessarily, and all serially sequent meeting process is only unidentified and unexpected, only these aspects could be our reality's nature, and only that thing could be publicly sympathized, in spite of that its nature must be nothing but so personal. 


Only subjective and so private emotion could be sympathized at any other one so publicly, then perfectly individual and privately personal must be complition and fullfilling publicity in world, that mutual intersection and interaction must mean our truth, then  only truth could be demanded and seen so integral, but truth's true aspect must be kept silently, never mentinoned, that structure must never discern any ethnicity nor race, gender or age or so to us all.


All things could palpitate our mind, heart's breath, but these heart-beating meaning is seen to the heart holder, all things could be personally present, nevertheless, any presence could be displayed as it is, or it necessarily is given specified aspect.


Anything could be obvious, but simultaneously anything is so uncertainly unseen so perfectly to anybody and to any myself thing.


Jut to any coming thing by itself, we could be reacting and replying so casually or so formally, any nature could be converged with one truth, that would be any mutual communicative act must be positioned at one particularly configurated occasion at time running.


Cycle as everything on time must be so materially physical, but to any mind, that tangible sensitive acceptance is just so only subjectively arbitrary and so personally not provable which it could be crossed to another one's it nor it could be trustworthy or not.


Only mutually publicly unknown and only publicly unseen everything held back in mind must be public, but to any myself everything is nothing but obvious or clear, and only with its state, we could see and understand everything.


In conclusion, perfectly sealed mind is only so personal for anybody, but synchronically only it could be publicly recognizable and acknowledged truth in world.


World means infinitely divided and segregated ideas and never crossed completely infinitely mutually discretionary indifference and apathetic unconcern and indifferent neglection.


Our world is one gigantic packed vacume sympathy in offcially courtesy and formally conniving and overlooking any absolute correctness together.



Loving it so affectionately or not is just up to each mind's each idea.




(to be continued)




May. 16th.   2021