The dichotomy of Ego and Zen. Diligently studying the arcane texts of transference and displacement. Manufacturing consent, and the bounding of discussions. Reading the messages in the medium. Behind it all, a nameless and faceless teacher twirls a flower. Just a simple slice of colors. And that's all. Learning to unlearn the names of everything. Observing the nature and purpose of everything is perhaps One Step Too Far. The dot is pale. And blue.
11:03 p.m. - 2020-08-05
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