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The Crushing Swirl of Thought Gravity

Uncontrolled, swirling thoughts enslave the mind which they have created.  Thoughts birth the "me" only to torture it.  How sadistic a creator the thought tornadoes are!

Being trapped and spread across your inner tornado, unable to see anything inside, unable to see anything outside.  Round and round we believed ourselves to be trapped.

The still and calm mind twists and shears itself no longer.  The boundary of chaos has dissolved, faded into the infinite Tao.  Calm and peace replace the word thoughts.

The vortex was inner gravity, crushing your spirit.  Emptiness and stillness suffer no pulls.  Enlightenment is lack of this heaviness, totally released.  An electromagnetic stillness releases the crushing self.

My self was never there, only in its beliefs, only in its self created thoughts.  The mind identity that arose to torture and deceive falls back to melt in the shiny abyss of all.

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