We exist, in our entirety,
as a compilation of all there is, of all that has ever touched us. A wave sourced from the whole, but distilled down to just a small part. Like a thought that arises from our consciousness and escapes our lips. Experienced as the feeling of a wave washing over bare feet walking across the shore. Footprints left behind fading among the sand. Though the energy left behind does not disappear, it merely changes form.
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