Tabula Rasa

Being, a blank screen

Impersonal and empty

Cold, pre-persona

 

Fingers turn pages

Reach beneath the cool surface

Grasping for knowledge

 

Determining truths

Words in simple forms capture

Experiences

 

Scrawled on the surface

In symbols of light and shade

Self deepening, self

 

A slate of numbers   

The binary path, seeking

Truth, the empty set

 

Does freedom exist

In a textbook, a question

The place beyond time

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