The emptiness in fulfillment 

The older I become

   The more I understand 

But the less I’m understood 

   Because subterranean mumbles can only be heard by diggers of mystical tunnels 

in the bedrock of forever unknowings.

Where very few people venture to go 

because the lack of any definitive can  bring a sense of absence in being

Where there is no distinction between anything perceived 

In the great immensity of singular expanse.

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