Khavren (khavren) wrote,

book bit

There are many Places that are similar Places, and across all those places are Me. I became aware of Me as I became aware of myself, pleasure and pain leading the way to understanding. As I hurt my hand, I knew of it, as I felt the pleasure of my mothers touch I became aware of others, as Me was hurt, I felt the pain as Me was enjoyed, I felt the pleasure. Faintly, faintly did I feel Me, slow I was to find the source of bruises without reason, smiles for no good reason. But in time did I realize that all of Me shared one life spread across all Places, and that when one was hurt, all could feel an echo of that hurt, attenuated by distance.
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