I´m just a witness. Not more and not less.
No owner of everything. No chief. Not even a aware of all that is happening.
This is human. Limits. Inabilities. All such stuff.
I´m just a witness of something happening.
I witness that I witness. I´m aware of awareness.
I´m conscious about conscience. All such stuff too.
I observe and I experience and I wonder.
I think and I feel and I doubt.
I witness and become a witness. I acknowledge and become part of it.
I witness that I have always been a part. I acknowledge that I am an illusion.
I am just a witness. A guest.
Invited, uninvited. All such stuff.
I am aware that being nothing distinguished means nothing.
I witness that meaning nothing is not bad.
I am a witness of nothing by witnessing the ordinary.
The ordinary is the impotent human.
I am a witness of pain.
For I am a witness of love.
I am a witness because that I was supposed to witness loved me to be their witness...
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