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I left my common sense somewhere

on the apple tree, because I fell down.

Once located as a point,

now far and in-between,

I no longer identify with the

pictures on the screen.

I hope you understand the gravity of the situation:

The fruit of our shared being has been sightseeing

through a body, imagining separateness as a way

to stir its unity.

Look at everything around you:

God is colored in experience.


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