Quoth the raven,
seek deeply within one's abyss.
Seek that which,
shall forever exist.
Seek a moment tethered,
to bliss.
Be not hindered,
not stifled,
by idle minds.
Be not a being deemed important,
be only that which exist,
tethered to eagle sight.
Be only,
light.
Only,
the simplicity of vision.
Quoth the raven.
For,
within the purity of one's abyss,
be there,
vastness.
Be there,
quite literally everything.
Be there,
nothing.
No time,
the absence of form.
Be there no reason to be born.
For,
each second one is snatched from existence.
Each second one exist tethered to this impermanent experience.
Each second,
one quite literally sinks deeply,
within nothingness.
Be that nothing.
That forever seeking,
nothing.
Quoth the raven.
Be there no mind like mine.
Be there no shackles pon my breathe.
Be there only this,
raven.
Be there only,
my simplicity.
That forever,
me.
That me,
that seeks not to be.
That simply,
is.
That me,
that constantly begins.
Quoth the raven.
Dive deep,
into one's abyss...
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