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Opening doors... There is More than planets, More than galaxies, More than universe's. Doors ajar, As well as shut. Doors to everywhere, And nowhere. The space between, Infinitely large, And infinitesimally small. The cyclic nature of energy. Never ending always beginning. paradoxical alphas omega, They are one in the same. Separation is a byproduct of consciousness. Death of self... Is only another door.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
perhaps this door
Opening doors... There is More than planets, More than galaxies, More than universe's. Doors ajar, As well as shut. Doors to everywhere, And nowhere. The space between, Infinitely large, And infinitesimally small. The cyclic nature of energy. Never ending always beginning. paradoxical alphas omega, They are one in the same. Separation is a byproduct of consciousness. Death of self... Is only another door.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
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