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No socks

I have no socks on. The floor is freezing. My feet are stuck to the floor. I am upright but cannot move. My feet are stuck so firmly to the floor that I seem to be able to bend over backwards to the horizontal position, but even in that prone position I still perceive myself as upright. I realise that it's not me who has moved, rather the floor is turning itself under me. I walk out the front door upside down with the earth above me. I realise that it is not me who is moving, rather the earth is moving under me. If I stand still, sooner or later, all of existence will pass and be present all around now.





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