Contemplation, prayer, meditation, whatever you call it—it has changed. I used to think it involved sitting still—quiet, eyes shut—and it does—could—maybe even should—but there’s something else —my time in that “position” has been nearly not as much—and yet I don’t feel—don’t think—don’t believe—there isn’t a change—except no change—it will never be expressed—never will be words—figures—dots—slashes—strokes—expressions—never—and then I continue to write—think—express with words—figures—dots—slashes—strokes—expressions—always— “I AM” —a low, and a high awareness that I exist—or might—or could not or might not —but do and will always exist, and yet never exist again as I am now.



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