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Being Sole

Rocks have no border, but one mass has no wander.



As being there only is enough.



Why are we never consistently so?



There are ones who are extremely scared of being isolated.


But being isolated must be so natural.


Rather, only it must be what should be, must be.



No talk, no asking, no answering, but occasionally reacting, that's enough.



Gathering with each being sole is the best, it must never be being scared to be sole, all one whose object is evading being sole, that must be empty, and that gathering is not so enough.



No asked meaning, no asked object, no needed to be asked reason, all are what being should be.



All is one, as the way to be sole, that's fulfilled.



Just the sole as way to be is just it, not always completed.



Because complition is arbitrary.



The being sole as to be as one way has no reason, just simply being so, that's enough.


No estimation, no evalution, no assesed, only being sole means enough.



That is neither satisfaction, nor dissatisfaction.


However, it must never be natural, because even being natural must be arbitrary.



The being as way to be sole should be unintention.



Only being so means enough.



Asking, questing, answering must be another dimension.



No need asked, asking, answered, and answering must be either being sole.


Either it must be sole. Just only it must be one satisfaction.



(Oct. 4th. 2020)