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How can you look into the emptiness
if your own experience exists out of it?
how can you listen to the voice of the self
if the listener hears only his own echoes?

How can you look into the abyss you are made of
if you eradicate stillness from your sight.
If you would listen to the true voice of silence
the surrounding noise would speak your tongue

I am dust, meaningless particles floating
I am fire, carried by the winds
I am water, poured on my empty abyss
I am emptiness on a macrocosmic level

The chasm calls for his children.
its foundations shake for us.
You could hear it if you listen.
The past will soon be our present,
I still remember our future.
Look, our sky is drifting apart.

monotony reigns over the neural temples,
its outlines have been burned down as the wreck spins around.
Can't you see that void is not pure emptiness?
What if you could look straight into this madness?
what can you do to fill the depth of the abyss?

In empty spaces with no floor nor walls
lens of outrospection always magnify every defect.
Can you hear over the noise if your ear is spurious?
If your whole universe contains itself,
can you really hear the voice of the depth?
Can you see you are the same chasm you feel inside?

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