The stillness of thought
This is the same feeling we get around a smoothly burning fire. Inside of this is warmth that makes us disappear into a dream.
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There's nothing like it.
It sustains us. It's there when we want it. It keeps us alive and well. It's renewable. It falls from the heavens and gathers itself for our benefit. We can't live without it.