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mantra for [im]mediation

save that, trade that, keep that second-sided. waive that, shade that, let your hands be guided. nothing of importance can be pre-decided. the moment of the reckoning is reticent in advance—but once inside, the slightest slide supplies sufficient chance to change your mind and rearrange the firmament you find, for the foundations of the sky take no less permanent a pattern than the peel of a persona, and no more. each could fall away, sure as a shell is not the shore, sure as a shell is not the shore.

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