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Going round in Circles Makes Byproduct

One small insect is there, only that awareness is surely so miraculous.


Just that effect is sometimes so dragged to be smily at our mind, another time so disgusting.


After all, our so selfish mind is left there, any life creature is just so selfish.
Otherwise, only the idea could manage the intepretation around all doings of us.


But its meaning is completely unidentified and that insufficiency makes us perfection at knowing anything, but it could be just meaningless or kind of prefect fantasy.


Nevertheless, we are obliged to demand perfection, at imperfect mind, but that imperfection means perfection at being, only it could be known to us.


Byproduct must be prepared for any initiation.





Jun. 29th.    2021