From
A certain standpoint,
“I,” is nothing at all,
A ghost, a phantom
And yet,
When one
Turns towards
This, “I,”
Examining it closely,
Staring
Right into
It’s face,
At first,
There is
One-pointed-ness
But then,
Something
Very interesting transpires,
An opening outward
Towards infinity;
And so it is that
Through
A careful investigation
Of this, “I,”
One can see
Something like forever,
Or at least
From
A certain
Point
Of
View.
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