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You are trapped in the world. Your vision is our vision. You are trapped in what breathes. . is the meaning of our meaning. The answer to the question is yourself. You are the Answer to everything. (Everything does not matter.) Meaning is Itself. This is a display to amuse Itself. Meaning is meaning. And there is no meaning except That which Means. There is no "is". "Is" is ************ Huzzah! You are meaning, meaning: *Be. Or stop.* We're all blowing wind until we stop.
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
Blowing Wind
You are trapped in the world. Your vision is our vision. You are trapped in what breathes. . is the meaning of our meaning. The answer to the question is yourself. You are the Answer to everything. (Everything does not matter.) Meaning is Itself. This is a display to amuse Itself. Meaning is meaning. And there is no meaning except That which Means. There is no "is". "Is" is ************ Huzzah! You are meaning, meaning: *Be. Or stop.* We're all blowing wind until we stop.
Divine moments of truth. Received Wednesday, March 29 2014ev, approximately 11:30pm.
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
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