how can i be missing?

i am everywhere, in everything, making it run, walk, then crawl then stop somehow, still, i am nowhere at all paradoxed, like a missing gun where direction meets the obliteration of acceptance that what i am is a weapon that reality is a projection superimposed on my will that i am still in the field […]

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but not far off

… so stars and seeds and clouds and oceans and rice and potatoes and beets …

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