Always-Another-And-Another

— place where there is no time. No light, no dark, no yin, no yang. In this time there is no place, and even if I could place this time or, in time, find my place, it will at that moment of specificity, suddenly and abruptly become another–

— place full of time, flowing freely everywhere, forwards and backwards, even sideways- pure time, all the time. Light and dark hold together to form a new way of being, as if freedom was suddenly a colour or sensation, yet with a feeling it had always been there, in use, all the… well…all the time. But as soon as I feel all this, observe where I am, know my place, I am suddenly and abruptly sent to a time that is an–

other–

— place where there is no time. No light, no dark, no yin, no yang. In this time there is no place, and even if I could place this time or, in time, find my place, it will at that moment of specificity, suddenly and abruptly become another–

— place full of time, flowing freely everywhere, forwards and backwards, even sideways- pure time, all the time. Light and dark hold together to form a new way of being, as if freedom was suddenly a colour or sensation, yet with a feeling it had always been there, in use, all the… well…all the time. But as soon as I feel all this, observe where I am, know my place, I am suddenly and abruptly sent to a time that is an–

other–

— place where there is no time. No light, no dark, no yin, no yang. In this time there is no place, and even if I could place this time or, in time, find my place, it will at that moment of specificity, suddenly and abruptly become another–

— place full of time, flowing freely everywhere, forwards and backwards, even sideways- pure time, all the time. Light and dark hold together to form a new way of being, as if freedom was suddenly a colour or sensation, yet with a feeling it had always been there, in use, all the… well…all the time. But as soon as I feel all this, observe where I am, know my place, I am suddenly and abruptly sent to a time that is an–

other–

— place where there is no time. No light, no dark, no yin, no yang. In this time there is no place, and even if I could place this time or, in time, find my place, it will at that moment of specificity, suddenly and abruptly become another–

— place full of time, flowing freely everywhere, forwards and backwards, even sideways- pure time, all the time. Light and dark hold together to form a new way of being, as if freedom was suddenly a colour or sensation, yet with a feeling it had always been there, in use, all the… well…all the time. But as soon as I feel all this, observe where I am, know my place, I am suddenly and abruptly sent to a time that is an–

other–

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