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I read somewhere once that the universe loves voids. It is after all nothing but space itself. I am beginning to deeply appreciate emptiness myself. Less of anything. Less presuppositions. Less pretense. My life is fuller with less. It is a byproduct of it, it was never an end goal. I had simply reached the point of oversaturation. There was not one more objective, idea or belief that I could take on. I am slowly emptying myself over time, completely changing my insight. Completely changing my life. It is an ongoing process, and I can only hope that it continues as long as I am alive. It may just make dying just as worthwhile as living. ~•~ a beautiful milieu