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The Outer Becoming Inner
Sometimes, I could go in anywhere, not
to see the stars, not to be as we
are always, not only under them
but in them. The outer spaces push against
us, all their vastnesses apart, they crowd
us. They become our world. I could go hide
like Adam in his garden. How
would it matter? No, we are in the stars. Not
for us ever any familiar and definite world.
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We live aware of the nexxus of the universe without that folds through the soul and becomes the universe within...

just mercedes
May 30 7:42 PM
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