I’m trying too hard to get there
and missing the moment
that I went from not knowing
to knowledge
it’s happening, not what’s happened
it’s learning while living
with no concept of culmination
its all practice all the time
the repetitive doing
not the destination
because I can’t see that far
it’s beyond my scope for a reason
that I can’t seem to find
looking still is a waste of my time
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