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My Separation and Suffering Requires a Me

Right before an opinion, label, or preference there is a me.
A me hardware arises to run my endless thought programs.
A belief makes a me.  Divisions perturb a me.  Hatreds slice a me to slivers.

To judge everything needs a me separate from its surroundings.
The environment divides itself?  The multiverse divides, too?
Have you become an adrift particle out of the waves?

"I hate I am not this.  I want to be that."  Endlessly... Fractal suffering!!
The self arises only to dance in madness.
When the self is released, quiet and inner peace melt "ourselves" into open, non language.  It's the only peace I've known.

There is no me able to believe in nothing.
It is a self believing in oblivion. Look around. Oblivion is absurd!
The vacuum writhes with energy and creation.
Pure potential, not pure nothing.

Tao speaks of return.
We return to openness with our multiverse and universe.
How could we have ever been separate from these things?

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