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Tide

Calmed current makes once epilogue, but quicly next prologue could come up to us, as long as we naturally can shave unnecessary anticipation.


What only needing nothing could pull out is probably unexpected ordinary nature or little bit noisy something.



There must be what only the one who is easily standing by could obtain.
That'd be otherwise only naturally running shedding or that shed composed down to earth reality.


Probably buffer zone in running must have profound everything's symptom.


That identity could be tangibly known only in mind.


Our thinking cell implicitly waits for moderate tide, only the thing could mildly lures us into unnoticed sleep.



Being tempted into no consciousness, but except disappearing at being no consciousness of never awakening, even hunch never awoken into nothing could make next morning's awareness so out of the blue godsend.



That iteration makes some other renewed appearance in mind, windfall could make mind wanting nothing anymore, thus that mind must be neither satisfied nor dissatisfied.


Because, perhaps, neither needing nor needed could be so far unidentified, but another moment abruptly known so lightly attached abduction.




That could be neither alive nor dead in parmanence.






Feb.  22nd.         2022