Fog, unconscious(ness), dream, uncertainty, obscurity, blurring, interblending, dissolving, disintegrating, concealing, hidden - those are ideas I can't get away from. They're integral to how I see/think things... everything's a fog, one big unknown (even the boundary between world and mind is blurry), with certain "things" more or less showing themselves once in a while, be it out of seemingly empty memories, via random trains of thoughts, or as if through more real sensory perceptions. Sometimes the things don't show themselves, but intuition knows they're there - those unnamables are the ones I value most. One always desires the reachless. Sometimes the mind dissolves in this nothing, can't even tell space from time...
Is this zen?
I can't tell. =/

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