just a moment-by-moment thing

Tue 2 May

For better or for worse, I still find myself caught up in this dilemma of existence. I know there's no dilemma, and understand that more and more each day, but today, it's still here. Not yet do I live in total peace.

And that's just it, isn't it? That sentence alone tells me I'm still seeking it, I'm still trying to find some "place" somewhere. Well, I'm really not, even if the language sounds that way. I'm only writing in here because witnessing my words being written still helps me to maintain a certain objectivity about it.

About what? About everything. About nothing. About everything that encompasses nothing.

there's nothing to be said
there's nothing to feel
there's nowhere to be

except here
and now
and

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