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Breathing Heard by No One

Very happy breathing could be active with so many ones' wishing mind and its shared reality.


At any moment, not wished nor hoped many breathings are born and as much as them breathings all life span heard by no one infinitely make one world, only few breathings could be noticed but almost ones are all lifetime heard by no one and expires it watched by no one.


A stone in path and each breathing is almost the same to any other, but it's no problem, coz truly satisfied mind is constantly so personal.


Noticed or reported them are just so partial and arbitrarily selected by some ones.


No noticed, concerned, interested or so, all are so natural, very necessary, mind is based silence, essentially, only that simple truth covers the world of us.


There is any noise, any topic anywhere else, each is intentionally made, either these are so funny, but so infinite unknown, unidentified, but each distinctive breathing either biologically autonomously mechanically makes together, with other, all so consequently, not consciously, not intentionally make convergence only that set reality nature means some significance, eye contacting farewell, agreeable eye lines' accord on the blink.


Never catchy, never specific, just so simple, but not ambiguous, the kind of way to be satisfied, these all conditioned things are normal realities.


Breathings do not dare to being invisible nor silent, just consequently gets that way. 



Voice intentionally limited, heard by no one.

Ambition and positive hope heard by no one, anticipated by no one, that's enough, no problem.


Nevertheless, even if so atrocious thing could be done so persistently, anytime only so infinite breathings could be made, only that thing could be done, so simply, any other specific thing could mean less than it.





Mar. 2nd, 3rd.  2021