Going around in ever decreasing circles trying to find the beginning of endless circles.
A dog trying to catch its tail.
The beginning is the end and vice versa
What am I bothering about this for?
It really doesn't matter for life is that fleshly dream in a troublesome body and everything in form
arises and perishes.
It will always be a myself and that is what keeps the ball rolling and the show on the road.
The point is for whose entertainment?
SHACK
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