Tzim Tzum
We are a conceptual space,
come play.
We are hidden so well
nothing can find us
not even space creatures
born in all the heavenly realms.
In my open mind is an idea so large
it can be indefinitely shrunk
until it makes some kind of sense.
Space seals everything
with a cosmic kiss
if you can see it, it’s not there.
Tzim Tzum
There are parts of myself
I have not yet met.
I am as false as any notion could be
but then,
I am that which I ponder.
The unknown cannot be measured;
how can we weigh a false thing
when we know so little of fiction?
The only reality leftover
after I am dead
has just left.
Tzim Tzum.
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