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Stiller our stillness
In surrendered gentleness
Looking without questioning
Each subtle pulse arising
Our orientation innocent
To each nuance sentient
We feel the bliss elixirous
Ecstasy within continuous
As an embodiment of being
In wholeness enlivening
The renewal
Continual
As we rest in our emptiness
Radiant in luminousness
Aliveness complete
With bliss replete
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The Self has no attribute
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