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what is reality? |
| perception the ocean does not feel rain and the sun knows nothing of heat a dissected teardrop will not delineate sadness nor a broken bone pain of the extraordinary, miracles have no cognizance of order, this galaxy is innocent the reality of our experience never experiences itself inside our private spheres of utter sorrow there is only being not judgment not blame nor bliss and we are all followers of the demon of perception who knows naught of reason |