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Post Meditation

I grow the interest to know who thinks me,

I am still and silent at first,

The breath moves, I am given life,

I am in it, of it and with it,

The same as you, I am


I notice that my form is a vessel,

But I am not my form,

My thoughts run like programs

But I am not my thoughts

my emotions are felt deeply

But I am not my emotions


My body a sensory interpreter

Animating my experiences of being human,

But I am not my experiences

I am infinite,

Nothing and everything

I am, you are, we are,


Meditationthinkinginterestspiritspiritualitylifemy life

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