Finding and unfinding

Through finding what’s here, I unfind what appeared to be here.

There is a sense of doom. I look for the doom. How is it created, in my immediate experience? I look at the images, the words, the sensations. I recognize the images as images. Words as words. Sensations as sensations. I find “doom” as a set of words, images and sensations. And through that finding, I unfind “doom” as what it initially appeared to be. It used to seem so solid, so real, so substantial, so unquestionable. Now, it seems ephemeral, made up of words, images and sensations. Through finding it, as it’s created in my immediate experience, it’s unfound.

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