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I hear we have questions, like Does reality exist? And yet no one seems to question that unreality is, rather vaguely, what does not exist nor could it as absence of reality is not conceivable by any of our sensory receptors for seeing and smelling and tasting and hearing and feeling, which grew our spectral points evolving reality's harmonic memories and thereby knowing this reality of now, as compared and contrasted to previously incarnated moments of now, but all this within double-binding temporal limits of currently existing realities coincident to sentient beings within range of confluently reiterative communication, co-arising nonduality ourselves. We evolve this mutually-exegetical reality polyculturally, multiculturally and multigenerationally following natural laws of nutrition v pathology. I hear and see and taste we have reality because unreality does not yet exist. Reality seems to flow most transparently midway between extreme thresholds of suffering-yin and blissful-yang, bilateral (and dipolar) harbingers of unthinkable and inexpressible absence of Ego's active questioning and answering real-sensory receptors producing nondual co-arising reality, 0-sum balanced, Left emerging from historicultural co-empathic feelings trustful wu-wei Right. And yet this absence of reality is also our beloved common language and values, dreamscapes imagination gameframes and WinWin recreation v pathological LoseLose self-reality stories.

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