INCH OF DUST

i’m erased. i’m gone. i’m nothing. and then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl...

and... i see. i hear. But not with eyes and ears. i'm not outside my world anymore

and i’m not really inside it either. 

 

the thing is, there’s no difference between me and the universe. 

the boundary is gone. i am it and it is me. i am a stone, a cactus thorn. 

i am a inch of dust. i like that most of all, being dust.


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ps: KILL THE LIAR #6 is coming soon :)