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Surreal! The silence is interlaced with notes. Phantom notes that don't exist and yet are as real. Colorless and yet shining in the most awe-inspiring light. I rise with one and there is another to catch me like a trapeze artist before i sore again. so in tune. I feel detached from Time. I used to wonder whether - time is the proof of my existence Or my existence the proof for Time? But the cynic in me is now drunk in tranquility. Ineffable... Yet i try to bind this experience in trivial modes of expression. I have felt this before and am feeling it now, My consciousness stretched across time; a sphere that surrounds me. In this state I AM -   creation and obliteration; order and chaos; knowledge and ignorance; reality and imagination; bound and liberated; the experience and the observer; here and everywhere; and NOT.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:10 AM UTC
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Surreal! The silence is interlaced with notes. Phantom notes that don't exist and yet are as real. Colorless and yet shining in the most awe-inspiring light. I rise with one and there is another to catch me like a trapeze artist before i sore again. so in tune. I feel detached from Time. I used to wonder whether - time is the proof of my existence Or my existence the proof for Time? But the cynic in me is now drunk in tranquility. Ineffable... Yet i try to bind this experience in trivial modes of expression. I have felt this before and am feeling it now, My consciousness stretched across time; a sphere that surrounds me. In this state I AM -   creation and obliteration; order and chaos; knowledge and ignorance; reality and imagination; bound and liberated; the experience and the observer; here and everywhere; and NOT.
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DSD
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30/M/Indian
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:10 AM UTC
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