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Nothingness

The earth doesn’t revolve there are no sounds of any kind only dirt covered nil over nil. In absolute tranquility I couldn’t hear the sound of my own breath not even the tinnitus that always bangs my eardrums to irritate me. In the world of no sound like the bottom of the deepest sea I hear the ear canal*full streaming water sound. I see the floating stars and moon in the pitch-dark lightless light; there was no one on the motionless earth, there was no one in the lightless world there was not even me or you but he who is not he. In the nil the word ‘existence’ would lose its significance; therefore, the length of the bridge from the bottom of the sea where the nonexistent lies, to the edge of the sky where he who is not he is floating, can be an infinite to short distance, to none, to negative; and so, the nil can be the limit without limit to the limit within limit. *external acoustic meatus.

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