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It's waking up.

It's peering through. 

In every dark corner, and bright street light.

In every party, restauarant, in every home.  

It's pushing through.  

Finding it's way in through YOU. 

You the limited perspective for some.

I the limited perspective for others.

That there is none.

That we are all. 

Displayed in a varied boquet of experience.

Learn.

Know.

Become. 

IT's pushing through. 

That symbolic penetration. 

In the cool of the air.

In the dark on the night.

In the day.

In the light. 

So bright.

So tight.

Watching.

Dissolving.

Nothingness

Great Somethingness

Come home

It is home

You are home.