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Empty in Empty h.

In life, doing anything, addressing to everything, we can have obligedly some empty time.


After sprinting for so long period, and completing something in resting or pausing at home or work, we can have some emptiness.


But that occasion must be the most opportunity timing to get or see in out of the blue occasion, you know.



Emptiness wave must have own intonation, some kind of wavy running must make our mind precipitated into only calmly meditative moment for a while.


The meeting must have some useful newly outputted somewhat so intriguing thing in approaching thing watch of us.


Time accompanying own space is the chance to fill some our unidentified minds in it.


Time attending space neans our own mind's mirror or kind of measure for knowing a little bit later in our own life running. 



Emptiness occasionally smiles to us, so personally. 


That tone and nuance is very subtle, not that plainly visible, but that state is so fragrant.


Flaming heart and mazed mind in thinking something so necessarily must whisper to us, at not that expected moment.



That scooping consciousness for us is so terrific and amazing in our mind travel. 


Meeting something in empty time, that amazing space gives us some unexpected discovery.


Simplicity by itself calls us through accidentally blown wind. The windy space introducing own hope must make anyone smile at subtle expression. 


Emptiness, spatial blank laughable nature, you know, those are the life creative occasion and timing mother, you see.


Empty running in time and that space tells us whole life pleasure's original fountain.



(Irregularly continued)




Dec. 2nd.     2023