Pure abstraction. Nothing. Zero. A coin. A ball. A wheel. The sun, racing along out here on the edge of this galaxy surrounded by absolute darkness. The earth, spinning around it peacefully. A glassy water drop shattering into hundreds of translucent beads, each one reflecting the sun. The pupil of the eye. The cornea. The retina. The whole magical ball. Everything. All of it. Beautiful. Infinite.
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