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A collection of extremely fuzzy thoughts mixed with obscure cries of anguish
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Note 173
The fading of the light of day is a reminder of the final return to darkness.
In darkness, nothing matters, so mattering or not mattering does not matter.
This is the union of opposites, the light from darkness, and the darkness in light.
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