I remember the final cry that evoked in me. It,the vision,was devoid of any sensation of I being myself,it was pure egolessness,just simply wild ethereal activities devoid of anybody else, effort or mistake. "Form is emptiness and emptiness is form and we're here forever in one form or another which is empty." tribal71aarondelta9@aol.com
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