I fell out of love in a Golden Corral in Tucson. He was staggering drunk back to the table with his third plate of brown food. I built a gummy bear, chocolate mousse mountain to console myself as my love dissolved away.
Even my own community thinks I'm a villain. Some cult leader I turned out to be.
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Between the opposites, all things are created. As an entity, they exist only as a big zero, seen from space as something and nothing from every possible view.