The true world, the permanent world, is that which is beyond its own appearance and reflects in and out of itself. Upon perception, the one becomes the universal and immediately turns back into the one. It’s the restless movement of a reality that constantly vanishes and reappears. This is the synchrony of forces, its essence being the mediated truth as it blends into an embrace that shows in appearance.
The Incidental Corridor No.384
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