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Where the End Begins
Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS 79
As I enter the vacuum, the ego vanishes as the object of reference for the conscious. The desires that it provokes inside the pores of the flesh of the mind cannot become states of pleasure without the fire of metabolism.
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In this place, there are no objects of reference for drawing a diagram of oneself. One is something without a name or attributes, sustained by the force of nothingness.
When I am inside the core, the atomic mind enshrouds me, sniffing my exhalation like an animal trying to recognize its creature. I can feel that this is where the end begins again.
