the think, without the thought of it,
is already there.
that there, is boundary-less,
without location.
the thoughtless ‘it’,
without identifiable confinement.
the think,
no screen of awareness rendered,
no self-consciousness attending.
no return to account,
never left as if a then, remembered.
always is, was, will be,
without the measure of time.
now, never had words.
experience is just lip-syncing the past.
the think, has no reaction . . .
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