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Not-Thinking
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A single brushstroke of dark ink forms a soft, almost meditative spiral on light paper. The line begins strong and energetic at the outside, then becomes narrower and calmer toward the center, ending in a rounded, quiet point. The texture feels alive—dense and full in some places, gently smudged in others, as if the brush itself were breathing. The shape suggests inward movement and contemplation: a silent pull toward the center, like thoughts curling in on themselves until they quiet and dissolve.

– Exit within Exit –

Thoughts
talk to themselves.
A labyrinth.
You in its center.

The same as other.
A flute, the serpent.
No yesterday here.
Forgotten. Never mind.

A wrong turn
without insight.
Beginning follows ending.
Back again—
but out?

Are you searching,
or is it calling you
home?
At the core.
Where to?

Life and death.
Of course.
When not?
Do you want that?

Flute-song.
No pause.
No thread.
Oh, Theseus.

Where is it,
your monster?
In you—
perhaps?

A myth,
no flute.
A serpent,
confused by itself.

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