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Strange Phenomenon In the Real World

When I affirmed everything I saw in the world, nothing was there but me. When I denied everything I have seen in the world, everything was there but not me. When I invest meaning on everything in the world, everything looked precious except me. When I considered everything under the sun was worthless, I found my sublime self alone standing in this worthless world; and that’s why I said to myself that everything is everything and nothing is nothing, I found myself wiggling in the universe as an infinitesimal dot. Although I don’t know the meaning of all those strange phenomena and have no way to conceive the essence of it, one thing unmistakably clear is; if it’s not the pride of an overly arrogant one or I have cut loose the ties of the world; still, if that’s not the case, the submission of a defeated one—a mysterious shadow I never saw the face of it, which always goes before me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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