I was always searching

for connection.

I felt so small and separate,

So vulnerable.

I felt incomplete,

and longed to feel a part of something more ..

to feel a part of the whole!

But here's the thing..

to feel a part of the whole

is confirmation that I am apart

from the whole.

Simply a fragment,

a piece,

a shard,

a scrap ...

simply not whole,

incomplete.

The illusory sense

that I am me

is the fragmentation.

I am is the separation

of the whole

into me

and everything

and everyone else.

 

 This has no parts.

 This is wholly and

perfectly

imperfect. 

Perfection is simply

obsolete.

It was just an idea I had

about how this could be improved.

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